You Can't Control Yourself

You’re my addict. Admit it. You’re always coming back for more of me, there’s no denying that. You’re such a big fan. And I just makes you so hard. You know that you’re nothing but a slave for me. You know that I control you. I dictate your life. No matter how many times you gaze at me it never gets old. You can look at it for hours, Spending outrageous amounts on it. And you know you can’t stop. You will be a slave to me forever and there’s nothing you can do to change that. You don’t want to change that. You find comfort in knowing that I have this power over you. It gives you something to live for. You are my slave. We both know it. You adore my perfection. You’re a slave and you’ll only get what I give you. And I only show it to you to further addict you, to let your obsession grow. And you’re so lucky