I simply get paid to exist. My life is one big party, one big vacation and a hell of a lot of fun. Aren't you just so jealous. I love bragging about my life comparing it to your existence. Listen to me brag about all my vacations, all my money and how fucking great I am.

It only makes you weaker, encourages you to spend more and cause complete concussion to your dumb little mind. You love paying me, you love the feeling of handing over that catch and sitting back watching me spending it in seconds but you also hate yourself over and over again but yet you keep coming back... Show more