What sends chills down my spine is that:

At a point I was so open and receptive and just adored you. It was so genuine. It was so pure. New love.

And now I wonder if you truly had been given deeper access what kind of revolting things would’ve you done. Your bullshit still affects me to this day. My skin is paper thin right now. But what would’ve happened if I was completely vulnerable to you? I would’ve ended up in a terrible position with someone who would weaponize anything good. You’d weaponize a child. Weaponize other people, jealousy. And man you were such a damn pretender.