You knew I’d be on your mind tonight.
You always say ‘this is the last one,’ then I post and you lose it. Go ahead, unlock it. I want to hear how bad you fell again.
A spoiled goddess who demands devotion, admiration, and tribute. You crave me, but you’ll never have me—only the privilege of giving more. Worship me properly, empty your wallet, and maybe I’ll let you try again. It’s sexy when you struggle to keep up. 💸
