For starters. He hasn’t been single in about 10 years. He has 2 children. He’s not an engineer. His last name isn’t Reynolds. The home he takes pics of is mine. Every trip, every cool adventure he’s been on in the past two years were trips I paid for and planned. All trips with me. The stained glass was mine. The camper was mine. He cheated on me and lied the entire relationship. He’s been catfishing women for years with his tumblr and instagram, portraying a life he didn’t actually live, pretending my (and other exes) accomplishments were his own. That dog? It’s his ex girlfriends and he hasn’t seen it in 2 years. He doesn’t restore classic cars. He’s obsessed with getting the attention and affection of young girls by any means necessary. He’s currently homeless. He’s been in jail. I still care about him. He has been my best friend and we spent every weekend together until we moved in together last August, when we spent basically every minute together. Including the moments where we went on adventures and he’d text girls the whole time, pretending he was there alone and telling me he was texting his kids. Here are some pics of us doing that fun stuff he’s pretending to do alone. Harper’s Ferry, camping (all camping trips were with me, he doesn’t own a tent), tubing, Pittsburgh, Maine, gem and rock show. His whole online persona, this sexy bondage single adventure guy is a complete fabrication. If you were taken in my him, I’m sorry. If you need more details, feel free to reach out. He lived a complete second life almost like a split personality.