You have been eagerly awaiting another chance to be at the mercy of my bitchiness and perfect feet. I guess that you could say that being crushed is your "sole" purpose. Alas, your true purpose is paying me. I taunt you and you give me money..easy enough, right? Perhaps not, since every time you leave battered and bruised. Oopsies. I bitch at you and make it inherently apparent that you are worth nothing, and that your miniature size has the most aptitude. You will never measure up to anything, literally. Continue being the piece of trash you are, only for me to continue to facilitate your ... Show more