Let's have another refresher course on who you really are. What you are. How low you are. What a complete loser you are. From the ultimate verbal humiliatrix, bask in the pathetic glory of my biting tongue. Listen to the nasty truth as it drips from my lips. Touch yourself as you cry from the berating. Hear my giggling as laugh at your sad, sorry self.

You will never be good enough. EVER. Either relinquish all hope and resign yourself to permanent degradation, or hang onto the most cruel of mistresses: hope. I want to crush your ego and break your heart, over and over.

I want to see the emotional p*in in your eyes. I want to see them well up with salty tears. I want to f*ck your brain until it's scrambled mush lit up with the electricity of ego destruction.

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Repeat after me, b*tch. Repeat my mantras. Let them haunt you in your dreams. Let them drive you every day as you work hard for me. As you work your *ss off in desperate attempts to cling to a shred of relevance.

Repeat After Me

Repeat After Me Again

Repeat After Me, B*tch

Repeat After Me Forever

Repeat After My Feet

Repeat, Repeat, Repeat

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