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I knew a rich guy I ended up cutting contact with.

When I first met him I didn't know he was rich or came from a well off family. It made us divided.

First of all, when I first started talking to him he called me a gold digger and I was really confused. He started talking about his expensive clothes or whatever. I didn't understand anything he was saying. Basically, he called me a gold digger and told me he'd never marry me.

Secondly, he had lots of other rich friends who were jerks. All his female friends were models with blonde hair and blue eyes. They were into things like makeup and hair. I'd make a horrible trophy wife. I hate makeup and I don't care for fancy hairstyles.

Third of all, him and his friends moved too fast for me and did things I'd feel uncomfortable doing and would refuse. They partied a lot, did drugs and drink. They also started getting in my personal beliefs and I didn't like that.

I ended up ignoring him and cutting him off. I'm a very simple girl. I couldn't be anyone's trophy wife and I don't care for trendy mainstream things. I also not into drugs, drinking and partying. While I don't think I'm ugly, I don't think I'd have a very successful modeling career. Men don't drool over my entire existence and I don't care. He'd always tell me he could get a hotter Instagram baddie and would try to make fun of me for not wanting to do anything with him.

He was a jerk. The end.