You’re trembling, aren’t you? Desperate to press your sissy lips against the sole of my shiny boots. You want to lick it clean, to taste the city streets I've walked, to prove your worth by worshipping the very ground I've crushed under my heel. Pathetic.
6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1… and just like that! The sound of MY heels on the hardwood floor has dropped you to your knees! Re-tweet if you’re on your knees… then comment “🧎🏻”