You're nothing but a cash cow to me, a pathetic little ATM that I can milk dry whenever I please. I'll exploit your desperation, drain your accounts, and leave you in financial ruin. As you scramble to pay your bills due to your own weakness, I'll be
Your desperation is so clear, as per usual your new year’s resolutions of quitting findom find themselves to be going nowhere. Why quitting when it feels so good to go stupid for Princess?
