This is your wake up call, you weak, pathetic loser.

It always starts the same way.

Me, being the irresistible Goddess I am, you, being the desperate, gratification seeking little bitch you are. Getting so caught up in the moment you can’t help but to give Me all you got, and then promise the remaining.


A weak creature of habit can’t hold himself accountable. To your wife, to yourself, to Me...

But I’ll always be here to take advantage of your weakest moments, right until you fulfil your full potential as nothing but a complete disappointment.