You think you deserve even a moment of attention from me? HA! Losers like you don’t get anything from beautiful girls like me. You’re disgusting – a little maggot of a man who crawls around, begging for just one word from my stunning lips. Pathetic. Let’s be honest – there’s only one thing I’m interested in. It’s not your face, it’s not your personality. It’s your wallet. You exist for one reason – to worship me, to give your sad and lonely existence some semblance of meaning, one moment of pleasure in your bleak little world. Every insult that I hurl at you brings you some twisted sense of pleasure – for once, a beautiful girl is noticing you. But you only exist for me to use, to dance to my tune like a good little puppet, my groveling pet. Show me just how grateful you are
