never wanted to talk to you in the first place, kay, i gave you that money out of the goodness of my heart and expected nothing in return. Through the small conversation we had, I had learned nothing about who you are as a person. I understood keeping things close to your chest you don’t feel comfortable sharing, but a simple question about a book you’re reading going unanswered is questionable as to where your mind is at

Truthfully, it seems as though you can only be truly yourself if the guy you’re talking to is seen holding his dick in his hand