F for Fake.

Sometimes we find these connections with people, that at the time, seem very profound and serendipitious.  Was it chance that paths crossed?  Kismet?  Fate? 
It’s easy to get swept up in the feeling of being gotten by someone.

Or the illusion of being gotten.

Stinks when there are ulterior motives….or cowardice….ego….frail frail egos.

If I am not worth the simplest truth, then what good am I too you?

I am not here for an ego boost.

I told you this a long time ago.

I thought it was understood.

Oh well.


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