Now all of your thoughts are just fragments pieced together. Not even asking for clarity; all the things I've realigned. How could you understand it? Just staring with that blank face. Can't even see straight,
I'm going to wear you down, cuck, I'm going to break you, I'm going to make you beg for mercy, and then I'm going to deny it to you, because that's what you deserve, that's what you want, and I'm the one who gets to give it to you.
