Beta bitches like you exist to fund the luxury and leisure filled lives of Goddesses that you’re lucky enough to exist in the same lifetime as. For as long as you can remember, you have been broken down, used and trained into becoming the little wallet freak that you are today. Always been the ugly duckling, the odd one out, the bitch that can’t pull — so you resorted to sending money to pretty girls and got yourself in a whole world of trouble. Now, you realize you can’t stop yourself; you’re addicted to getting off to sending copious amounts of cash in your bank account over to superior women. This fetish of yours is growing and you’re learning that sending more, heavier, harder satisfies us both deeper. You feel a sense of worth and accomplishment when you send four digit tributes My way — because for the first time in your life, you’re actually making a women’s panties wet. How can you get enough at this point? Pretty girls like me pay for nothing when there’s lovestruck, defenseless and stupid betas around, aching to do whatever it takes to satisfy me.