Even though the only words coming from My lips are cruel insults, it's like I'm placing a soft kiss onto your synapses. Maybe it's how soft My voice is. Maybe it's how My ass tosses away any hesitance from you. Maybe it's the way I smile as I tell you about yourself. You adore Me so much that your rose-tinted glasses wrap around your entire body. All you can do is nod, kneel and beg for forgiveness while I put you in place.