You aren’t happy. Sure, you might be decently well off. You’ve got a nice job and a good retirement fund and savings account. But you secretly crave something else. You want to make a deal with the devil. You crave a little bit of risk, a little bit of evil. You know that I am plenty evil. I will fuck you over and fuck you up. This outfit is really not just a costume. I am an evil cold hearted bitch. I have no regard for you. I am the closest thing to a devil that you will ever meet. I am evil, I am ruthless, and I have no pity left in my soul. I want the one thing that you can offer me. I want your ca$h. Every last dime of it. The fun thing about being ruthless and EVIL is that I get exactly what I want, and I don’t stop there. I’m greedy. I only care about my bank account. It’s all about me. I will not stop I take it all from you. I will take your money, I will take your savings accounts, your assets, and lastly I will take your soul. Once I am done with you, you will be broke, alone, and pitiful. It will only get worse from there, because once you have nothing left to give me, I will throw you out like trash.