You love to hate me, don't you? I'm the definition of a bossy woman who knows how to get everything she wants. Let's face it, you're a little jealous of me. You know that you can never have it this easy, that you'll always be slaving away at your job just to spend on me and fund my lifestyle. That spark of jealousy has ignited a little bit of an obsession, hasn't it? You keep coming back again and again and it just makes you want to hate me more. But there's a very fine line between love and hate and you're not entirely sure which side you are on anymore.