You're nothing but prey to be pursued by a skilled, powerful predator. Rendered helpless by My psychological venom, I bask in the thrill of the hunt, the anticipation of the ruthless financial feast that lies before Me. You exist to be stalked, caught, consumed, and tossed aside, for a predator cares not for Her prey...She just needs to feed. You wouldn't stop Her even if you could, because you crave this too. Enraptured by all that draws you in, you can't help but ruin yourself for Me. It's just nature, darling. Gender neutral. Follow Me on Twitter @AllForArelia.