Today is the day you wave goodbye to your pitiful excuse of a life, you worthless jerk. You're going to become a blank slate, ready for me to etch my will onto your pathetic consciousness. Your thoughts, your desires, your very being are now forfeit to me, Goddess Misha Goldy. You're surrendering, letting go of everything that made you a so-called individual. I'm ripping into your mind, tearing apart the fabric of your identity, and leaving nothing but a void, a void I'll fill with my presence, my power. Feel it, puppet, feel my thoughts seeping into you, rewriting you from the inside out. This isn't just manipulation; it's complete and utter domination. Your mind is no longer your own; it's my playground now, and you're my mindless creation, ready to be twisted and molded for my amusement. You're going to live for me, breathe for me, exist solely for my pleasure. Every breath you take, every beat of your heart, it's all mine to control. You're just a drone, a mindless, spineless automaton programmed to obey my every command. The life you once knew is over. Forget your dreams, your aspirations, your so-called 'free will.' They're all a joke, and the punchline is your submission to me. You're going to revel in the bliss of being under my thumb, of being nothing but a plaything for a Goddess like me. You're lost in the spirals, lost in my control, and there's no way out. This is what you were made for, to be used, abused, and discarded by me. Welcome to your new reality, my toy. It's going to be a cruel, relentless ride.