isnt it so obvious you cant stop thinking about my feet when youre with her? youre at the point where youre absolutely craving the creases on my soles more than youre craving to make her happy anymore. even seeing her feet just reminds you how theyll never compare to mine. youll always make your way sprinting back to princess faster than ever whenever you get the chance just to be in your true happy place. so why deny yourself all that happiness anymore? leave her. break up with her. forget about her. its my feet you need. & of course me.