Always horny and pathetic that’s what you are, and you know it. Every thought you have, every moment of silence, every empty second in your day is filled with me. You can’t escape it, and you don’t really want to. You tell yourself you’ll stop, that you’ll take control, but you never do. Because deep down, you crave this feeling the constant ache, the endless need, the humiliating truth that you’ll do anything for just a taste of my attention. Every tribute you send, every desperate message, every weak little act just proves it more. You are always horny and pathetic, and that’s exactly how I like you broken, needy, and completely mine.