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,
You don’t need Me to remind you how pathetic you are… you’ve lived this sad reality for as long as you can remember, forever sidelined by Real Men pleasing Perfect Goddesses. After years wasted resenting their Power, doesn’t it feel nice to surre