I met you and I thought you were cool. You dropped hints that you were lonely. You said you wished you had someone. I told you how I felt. You said you "needed time." Okay. Fine. I totally understand. 

You sent me a nude. Said you've never sent it to anyone. You trust me. A month later you send me another, sexier one. You quickly delete it and say you'll resend it "when you're ready." Okay. I understand. You don't owe me pics.

Today you post a nude in my friend's PUBLIC DISCORD. What happened to the trust? Am I no longer special to you? It's your photo, do what you want I guess.

We laughed so hard together. We had so much fun. We shared deep secrets with each other.

You have BPD too. You're having an episode. I get it, but you still act like a fucking prick. I compliment you on your new haircut. The one you're self conscious about. I think you look so cute. You laugh and say thanks. 

I say goodnight, and ask you if you want me to text you before I go to work. You say, and I quote, "I dunno." Wtf is your problem?! A week ago I thought I fucking loved you. Now I see you've been a prick all along. You made my friends fight, you made me feel bad, and you act like a fucking child.

I'm so done with you. There are other cute boys out there. I don't need to hopelessly wait for your sorry ass. I'm better off alone.

Peace ✌