I am the dark energy

that feeds off your sorry pathetic soul. You’re a whimp a sorry excuse for a man and I want to drain your pockets dry. You will let me treat you like the dirt my heels dig into. Making you crave me while I degrade your soul. You will have no choice but to cry for me in your sleep. You will reach for me in the midst of your nightmares and I won’t be there. I will make you crawl to me on all fours begging for me to touch you and take control of your mind. I am the one person that keeps you up all night. Tossing, turning, and moaning for me. Whimper for me like a little pet begging to go outside.

My time is

valuable, but are you even worth it? You’re so pathetic you can’t even stand up and be a man. You think you have what it takes to play with me? I will run circles around you and make you cry like the whimp you are. I spent my whole life dedicated to controlling men like you. Ever since I was a little girl, my daddy knew I would be the boss and here I am. Looking down at you while you cry for me. I love to make you feel like you need me because in all actuality you can’t live without me. Try me if you dare you little whimp, I’ll make you a fan.

Keep my piggy

bank full and let me run all over you just how you like it. Every day you talk to me you will have several tasks to complete. If you don’t do them, I will punish you. My time is the only thing that matters. To ensure you aren’t wasting it, all subjects are required to report to me daily and believe me, you aren’t strong enough to survive my punishment because you’re a whimp.