You didn't think I actually cared about you, did you? Poor, delusional little wallet. You're nothing but a number in My collection of human ATMs, a stack of money to pluck from, and once you're empty? I toss you out until you're ready to be useful. You needn't be sad, bitch. In truth, I'm doing you a favour; I'm telling you the truth, unlike any other Woman you've ever "dated." They were using you, too. I mean, what did you expect? Since you're otherwise so repulsive, your money is all you have to offer. Accept your fate as My human ATM. I promise you'll learn to love it in time. The viewer is assumed to be a man with a penis. Follow Me on Twitter @AllForArelia.