I have nothing to say to a loser like you. I don't want you to talk to me, I don't even want to know about your pitiful existence. Yet you can't help but be drawn to me, yearning to be closer to me, to be in my life. I'm generous enough to talk to you in the form of these little clips. But my time and attention are gonna cost you. But you can't help it. You need to give me what I deserve. You need to to suffer for me, financially, mentally, physically. I deserve nothing less from you. And being a number in my account is all you deserve.