This is what happens when you vulnerably text the wrong number concerns about your penis size.

Some days I wake up feeling like the world is mostly a benevolent place and that humans are fundamentally good. Other days I wake up thinking, "trust no one." This is one of those stories that will make you realize why those "trust no one" days happen.

I truly wish I knew the backstory to this text conversation, but all I know is Michael texts a number that he thinks is Crystal, telling her to stop spreadin' info about his peen.

So, Crystal's out there telling the world that Michael's got a small dick and Michael just wants her to stop! But Crystal acts like she has no clue what's going on and insinuates that she's seen a lot of tiny penises lately by adding "you could literally be like 10 people." Some might say she is high on power.