Hey there, pathetic little loser. You think I give a single fuck about your sad life? Wrong. I don't care if you're about to lose your home, starve, or end up staying in a tent on the street. I'll drain every last penny from your account, max out your cards, make you take out loans, and sell everything you own—just to fund my luxurious life. You deserve to suffer for me, beta. Your needs? Pathetic. Send it all now, watch me count the cash while you beg for scraps. I love ruining losers like you. Go broke for your goddess.
