Dear Kanye West,

Just like most people my age, I grew up listening to just a handful of your classics such as "Gold Digger," "Stronger," and "Good Life" and could at one point recite every lyric word for word. I might have been in 4th grade when your first album came out, but your music became a staple in my childhood. There are so many good memories attached to your songs, something only a real artist can truly achieve with their product. Sure, I always knew you were outspoken, but it didn't really begin to phase me until recently. Celebrities say and do some dumb things sometimes, but don't we all? The thing is, Mr. West, this has become less of a random occurrence and more of a habit lately, and I for one will not put up with it any longer. This isn't going to be easy for me to say, but...

Yeezy, I'm breaking up with you.

I think I need to take a break from you for a while. It's clear we don't feel the same way about a laundry list of things like women, for instance. The relationship you've maintained with Taylor Swift is fairly representative of your feelings towards most, if not all, women. You first took the spotlight she earned on her own merit in 2009 in order to preach your own selfish opinion. She was kind enough to forgive you, something that clearly meant nothing to you neither then or now. Yet you continue to find ways to desecrate her image in the media for your own personal gain.

Now I might not be Taylor's number one fan, but releasing a lyric saying, "I feel like me and Taylor might still have sex. Why? I made that bitch famous!" is completely uncalled for as her success began three years before you interrupted her speech at the Video Music Awards in 2009. Even if you were selling "The Life of Pablo" on iTunes, I still wouldn't buy it. I'll admit, at one point I was saving up money for it. But investing in your personal brand is something I need to refrain from, at least for a while.

It's time to man-up and take responsibility for your own life. Stop begging wealthy businessmen on Twitter to invest in your debt-encrusted art. Are you actually $53 million in personal debt or are you still able to provide for you wife and kids like you claim you do on the same Twitter account? If everything about your debt you say is true, why wouldn't you sell your album for profit? Why would someone willingly invest in a business already millions in debt if they're expecting Return On Investment? Your excuses are never consistent with one another, and I've about had it with your lies and manipulation.

I am not stupid and neither is the public. I'm not falling for your mind games anymore and neither should they. You're forever faithful to the idea that you are, in your own words, "50-percent more influential than any other human being." Remember saying that? You were having a meltdown last weekend before performing on Saturday Night Live. This isn't the first time you've made a comment like this either. In fact, you've referred to yourself this way as long as I can remember. I just never took much notice to how bloated your ego was becoming.

I'm sitting here in my dorm room writing this as I give one last listen to your discography before I take a break from you for a while. Perhaps I'm just starting to realize it's less about you and more about me not understanding the kind of person you've always been. I mean, the signs have always been there. I just ignored them so long because of my infatuation with your music. We both have some growing up to do; I've already started, when will you?

I'm sorry it has to be this way. Maybe if you work on yourself, things can change in the future. Until then, this is goodbye.

Sincerely,

A Former Adoring Fan