Hello.
My name is Reality.
And I am here to check on you.
Now.
About those girls whom you think adore you,
urm,
they don’t.
I know you think they fancy you because you’re this one good looking man,
well,
you’re wrong.
About both.
About them liking you and you being good looking.
I know you believe you have the greatest heart,
I know you look highly on yourself.
I know you think you’re everything nice to everybody here,
but,
truth is,
you just happen to have what they need.
No,
I’m not talking about love.
(Or even sex.)
Those girls are just-
sorry I have to be straight:
using you.
That’s the only reason why you’re wanted.
They don’t like you as much as you think they do.
I’ve seen,
I’ve heard,
and my job is to deliver the painfully vital truth.
It’ll only do you good.
Because you’ve been so full of yourself,
you need to be checked.
Trust me.
I am Reality.
I know.
