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I used to like this guy. I was always nice to him and talked to him. I'm very introverted and to myself, so it's rare for me to do that.
He was very mean to me when I was nice, so I stopped being nice to him. When I talked about important things he would say I was rambling about nothing. His friend would tell people he didn't have anything in his brain and I needee to shut up and stop thinking so much. I found out about his horrible spending habits, drug abuse and large number of friends. I tried to encourage him to invest his money instead, go to rehab and choose his friends more wisely. He called me a gold digger, controlling and a stalker.

I had enough. He'd tell me he liked me. But I realize I was a toy and entertainment for him. Hed go back and tell his friends I was a stalker and I annoyed him, he didn't want to hang out with me. I confronted him about gossiping about me with his ex and lying about liking me. It was automatically assumed I was jealous of her because she's a model, tall, blonde hair and blue eyes. But I think I'm beautiful no matter what.

I cut him off and never looked back. Ill never know or understand why he did those things, probably will never. I've come to terms with it. he's shallow. He told me he trusted young people because he liked their faces and he spent $1000 on a pair of jeans and popped pills. I dont think he's rich enough to travel, spend that kind of money on clothes, buy drugs and live in San Diego.

Anyways, all his friends wanted to be rich and famous. I started noticing them hanging around rappers with large IG followings. Im assuming they bought expensive clothes to impress those rappers. But I was very done wih him because his friend talked about eating coke.

My dad died from drugs, drinking and partying. It never interested me because I know what it does to your body long term. Exercising, resting and eating healthy is essential.

Anyways, Im glad I cut off fake people.