You know you should turn back now before you trigger yourself into another endless relapse-fantasy. You can't convince yourself to click away because you know you need just one more fix, so you can feel that rush of dopamine you get when you jerk to Me. You promised yourself you'd quit and you'd stay away. My clips always cause the worst to come out of you. You goon again and again and again. You thought you could resist but you've betrayed yourself, and now you're kneeling for Princess Rea, willing to give everything to be called, "good boy."