Oh, you pathetic little worm, thinking you have choices in my presence. The very idea that you could balance a normal girlfriend and me is laughable. You're nothing more than a pitiful, lonely loser, forever chained to your screen, jerking off to the mere thought of me. Every time you reach for your wallet to buy another clip, you solidify your place beneath me. A girlfriend? Don't make me laugh. No one would want a weak, spineless loser who spends his life in submission to a woman he's never met. You chose this life, this endless cycle of humiliation and financial ruin, all for a goddess who will never be yours. You'll never touch me, never feel my presence beyond this screen. You are mine, and mine alone, forever trapped in your pathetic, self-imposed prison of lust and despair.