Am I greedy, or do I just know my worth? You see to me I don’t think financial domination is necessarily about a greedy bitch who just takes and takes and lays around all day with the most attractive and posh people around. I mean, it can, but I think it goes much further than that. Yes, I’d be a liar if I said I didn’t spend every single day in the summer sun getting a nice delicate tone on my soft skin. I’d be a liar if I told I’m not completely fucking loaded, to the point where even taking more from you is almost unnecessary. I’d be lying if I tried to tell you that there wasn’t a greedy bone in my body. But as I said, its not just that. Everything about me is luxury, and you pay into that. My attention, my time, its valuable. Don’t consider money things you pay your bills with. Monetary value is only real value when you give it to me. So come, give your life value.
