My pretty face is the light of your pathetic, lonely life. I’m just so precious to you, everything about My deep, blue eyes and perfect facial structure entice you to sacrifice. The second My naturally luscious lips part and I begin to speak, My brattiness makes you weaker than you ever imagined. You love listening to Me brag and tease as you leak all over yourself like the desperate, weak little slave that you’ll always be for selfish brats.