If I walked past you in real life I wouldn’t even look your way twice. Yet you obsess over Me. My beauty and power, My cruel & seductive ways. I literally barely notice you exist! Just some random loser on the internet begging to be humiliated for cash! I am so hot .. I get to use you and you don’t even care. You’d actually rather I use you and throw you to the side once I’ve rinsed you dry. Oh I don’t care about you .. I don’t even look at you as a real man. You spend hours gooning & denying yourself. Eyes peeled wide open staring at the screen for hours. The bright lights, numbers & noises make you so fucking stupid. There’s so many of you I can hardly keep track. Just a barcode I scan over & OVER. It’s easy all Princess has to do is grab you, DRAG you across the screen & poof there’s more cash in My account instantly! I’m going to objectify you, BARCODE. Barcodes don’t think, they don’t speak, they don’t resist. They have one job, I’d hope you figure it out before I grab you by the neck & get the job done MYSELF.
