You crave control because you're tired of pretending to be strong. It feels good to kneel, to give in, to let a woman like me take over.
You belong here—under me.
I'm your gay bestie who friendzoned you years ago. You're a beta who has never touched a woman in your entire life but have vivid fantasies that I torment you about. You come to me for advice but I'm toxic and want you all to myself. I love how you adore me and hold on to my every word. I'm greedy, manipulative, and selfish and I know you love it. You're here to stay and I welcome that.
