It’s been a long while since either of us was truly fulfilled in this relationship. you’re a generous boyfriend, but you lack the charm and status necessary to keep me interested beyond that. And let’s be honest - the anxiety of trying to hold your own in social settings where I effortlessly delight is taxing. you’d much rather stay silent and spend than socialize anyway. Which is why I think you’d be happier as my wallet - financing my life and paying for my every desire while I spend my time and attention with better company. And the best part? Wallets don’t speak - or fuck, or cum - and neither will you.