Maybe we went out once, and then I never spoke to you again... perhaps we've chatted a few times and then grew distant... if you're wondering what happened, or if you've wondering why I ghosted you, it's because I used you, dummy. Whether it was for money, or because I was bored, or maybe I wanted free drinks or food... I. Used. You. And I know that maybe it hurt a little bit, but admit it... you'd let Me do it all over again if given the chance, wouldn't you? The course of your future is changing right before your very eyes... let Me help it click into place for you... I own you now.