Destroying little bitch boys one by one
Let's not pretend you're anything more than what you are. You're a loser who's gotten used to living in the shadows — watching, wanting, never being enough for anyone. I can hear it in your voice before you even speak. That pathetic little ache in your chest… that needy itch to be told exactly what you are: a bitch boy who was never built to lead, only to follow. And don't worry I don't ‘empower' men like you. I expose you. I pull apart every flimsy layer of ego you hide behind until you're standing there with nothing but the truth you try so hard to deny. You're not calling me for attention. You're calling me for correction. Because deep down, you know you deserve to be talked down to, laughed at, and reminded of the role you fit best: the one at the bottom. If you want someone to stroke your ego, look elsewhere. If you want someone who will tell you exactly what kind of loser you are and make you need to hear it again and again you've found the right voice.
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