You are my loser. It's an unalterable, absolute life fact about you. once Kendi's loser, always Kendi's loser. You've been changed, permanently. My claws are too deep inside you for escape to ever be a possibility. You belong completely to me. You have succumbed, in all ways, to this addiction to me. You live for me. It's not even an exaggeration- you literally get up every single day to worship me anew.