You know the truth deep down, don't you? That I loathe you. That I can't stand you. That the only reason I spend a moment of my day giving you attention, is because you're paying for it. If you weren't spending, I would have no use for you. Because you're weak. pathetic. A loser who spends his free time indulging in the sadistic desires of those more superior than himself. Why would I have any interest in someone like you, if this were anything more than transactional? Yet here you are still. Yearning to be in my presence even when you know how I truly feel and think about you. And what is ... Show more