"So after all this time, what's the total and all defining conclusion you can come to about him...?"
"He was a total fuck boy, Ryan. You know that. That's exactly what he was, a fucking fuck boy..."
"What does that even mean...??"
"It means he had a tendency to hide his insecurities while using lies and manipulative tactics to get what he wanted from you in order to feel happy or at least satisfied, while not truly caring about your well being. And all his selfish personal satisfaction came at the expense of your mental and emotional stability. To break it down for you, he was a fuck boy, or an insecure narcissist, an extremely convincing and charming emotional con artist. He made you feel guilty most of the time so that the games he was playing would be in his favor. You were naïve, gullible, damaged and hurt, so you didn't know the signs. He preyed on your weaknesses. He was a wolf in sheep's clothing. He didn't mind fucking you over to get what he wanted. He was your fuck boy..."
"He was my fuck boy, if you put it in all those terms. It's as if you can see right through me. And more than that, you can see him for exactly what he was, and is, a fuck boy. I'm so glad I paid for your services, good sir, you are a brilliant psychologist!"
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