You don't want me to be nice. You like it. In fact. You're drawn to me because i love your pain. It's ok to like this. You do. When you hurt yourself for me, the high you feel is amplified by the fact that you know that i love it. I love when you ache and suffer for me. I love when you're at my feet. You're at my feet staring up at my legs. It's time to hear the truth. You love me when I'm mean. This is a love letter to masochists. It is hy*notic and suggestive. Do with this information what you will.