Do you think its unfair how i just have to exist, do a small pot and you'd fall over yourself to give me everything i desire? All i have to do is flash a smile, jiggle my tits and boom your entire paycheck goes all up in flames. You wake up the next day, cards empty but hearts full eager to do it again. It doesn't matter to you that i take all your hard work getting richer while you get poorer but instead, it makes you so hard stroking to all the thousands you've sent me and thinking about sending bigger and reaching even higher milestones make you a crazed leaking zombie...my perfect slave, horny for me, Financially fucked for me....Send more, send bigger, widen the gaps between us and get even more aroused by how much more unattainable i get off your back breaking labor.