I just want to tell you how you work so hard. Struggle so much and how its all for nothing. Well nothing other than pleasing Me. You have nothing to show for it but somehow you've been fucked up in the head. How can this sound so pleasant. How can you listen to so many insults and hear how you're life is and still you feel pleased and proud?

I just want to tell you how you work so hard. Struggle so much and how its all for nothing. Well nothing other than pleasing Me. You have nothing to show for it but somehow you've been fucked up in the head. How can this sound so pleasant. How can you listen to so many insults and hear how you're life is and still you feel pleased and proud?