Bow down to the narcissist, ruthless and mean brat you love worshipping. I know you love the fact that I ignore your very existence even when you bestow all the fortunes at my feet. You love when I laugh at your empty bank account after I have taken whatโs mine. Ainโt it, you minions?
My good boy asked me if he can watch a movie with me. Haha, dear boy, you can just dream of it or maybe just come to drop me by and wait outside. Now, for all you worshippers of Mohini out there, youโre mine to exploit. Your money is mine to spend. Reimburse all the bills for the movie, not once but twice or thrice. Your glistening Goddess deserves superior things only. And your submission and wealth makes me powerful. So send in.
Admired, loved and worshipped to an extent where every iota of my being oozes with confidence, self worth and charisma. You think your words can put me down or offend me? Keep trying, โcause Iโm busy turning heads.
You crave my validation 24/7, this is my most dominant hour so your wallets better be fat and ready loosers cus ik you are nothing without your hot goddess who fรงลซฦs you everytime and leaves you feeling so degraded and tiny