My life is so much better than yours in every way, if we can even call what you have a life. You work yourself to the bone all week to pay beautiful bratty women like Me for simply existing. As soon as you aren't paying, you stop existing. That's why you'll pay Me forever, even just to hear Me laugh at you. You need to matter, just for that split second of satisfaction. Then for the next. It's an endless cycle you can't get enough of.