Everyone has some bad habits whether they are open about it or not. Best believe they got some skeletons in their closet. Even me. I am far beyond perfect with plenty of bad habits, some are out in the open others not so much. Some of my bad habits are quite addicting. Shoot I am a bad habit. A bad habit that is so much fun and becomes irresistible. I may be bad but I am very good at it.
One of my bad habits is always going for the guys that are spoken for. Turning their attention to me and taking them from their significant other. Call me a homewrecker I’d like to think of it as a reality check. I mean if there was actual happiness, then I wouldn’t be able to intervene. Also, really the home is already wrecked with the constant fighting, the cheating, the lies. So in reality I am helping others to see their true feelings. Another thing, lust is such a strong feeling and that should have been my name. I create lust in a matter of seconds all you have to do is look my way. Not even look at me.
Hey there sissy, I am Mistress Paris. You know the rules don’t you? You do as I say, when I say it and exactly as I tell you too, in return you give me your money. I mean you don’t get someone to control your life for free, we both know you do not deserve that. Now aren’t I right? How could your pathetic ass deserve anything. That tic-tac of yours can’t even get wet. It being “hard” is just as much of a joke as your life is. But hey I think it is meant to be. I mean how else would some people be able to laugh if you weren’t everything your not.
