You're hopelessly addicted to spending, a pathetic little findom loser. You can't control yourself when it comes to me, the urge to spend never goes away. You swear it off again and again saying that you'll be better this time around. But eventually, you always come right back. At this point you might as well just accept that you're mine and it's going to stay that way forever. This is something you'll never truly be able to walk away from.