you still have a line-up of guys and it STILL makes me sick. you are the worst type of fucking person and i don’t understand why guys even like you half the time. you’re a manipulative piece of shit and i wish you’d fucking stop, but i know you won’t. you’re going to end up sad and alone and come crying to me asking why. but you know what? it’s your fault. it’s completely your fault the way you use people like you do and have not one, or two, but probably more than 5 guys wrapped around your finger. if they had any fucking clue about the kind of shit you pull and knew about all the others.
he isn’t moving to portland to “pursue his music career” like you think. he’s only going for awhile to visit family, and isn’t going to tell you when he comes back. he’s playing you just like you’re playing him you dumbfuck. and i don’t feel an ounce of guilt for not telling you the truth. you deserve it.
i really wish you’d get a grip on reality and fucking realize that what you’re doing to people isn’t okay, and that it’s going to come back to bite you in the ass pretty fucking hard someday. you’re what i’d like to call a First Class Maneater.