Yes, we text, yes we are friends.  
You asked me whether I'm going out tonight.  
I said no, I was too tired. It doesn't even matter if I'd come, since last time you told me openly you want to kiss and meet other strangers. You only asked, you didn't invite me.  
Even if I was emotionally attached, it doesn't matter since you've decided what you've decided.  
You went out tonight as same as 2 weeks ago, for which I had similar response.  
I will be honest here since I doubt you'd care if I told you.  
I need someone to spend the night with, someone to hug, to hold me, to kiss me, to dance with me.  
You do do that, however after one hour you want to be "alone", as in talk with and kiss strangers.  
I just can't believe you find them more interesting than me. Or maybe I am that boring as a person.  
So now what? You went out on your own to have fun and kiss ( or maybe even more ) with strangers and I stayed at home drinking.  
You do what you want, but don't expect me to kiss you when we meet outside again.  
I don't believe I am a plan B. I don't think anyone should ever be a plan B.  
My friends told me to run away from you anyway. They're probably much smarter than me anyway.  
You aren't the reason I am depressed, but you do add fuel to the fire. And I've burnt out long time ago.