You say you hate me, but if your dick is in your hand while you're making that claim, is it true? Probably not. Like it or not, I'm not the person you hate. Maybe you're jealous of my perfect, luxurious life. Maybe you're mad my good looks have gotten me everything you've wanted in life and more. Or maybe, deep down, you know what the hatred is about: you hate yourself for falling short of your own expectations. You hate yourself for being a failure.

The feelings you're having aren't uncommon, but what separates you from a normal man is that they seek to work past that failure and ... Show more