Im always telling you what to do and what a loser you are. Spending my time and my breath on you, giving direction. What if i just wanna smoke without telling you how to behave? Just one day. Can you handle it? The more i cater to you, the less smoke im inhaling myself. That just doesnt make sense does it? So why waste my breath? Is it driving you nuts? I know you want full attention. Who wouldnt? Especially you, a predicable pathetic beta . I see you freaking out, sweating cause you want my direction. Not today loser. But dont worry, Im not ignoring you. I cant help myself from still calling you out, watching you squirm, aching for my attention.
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