You are such a pathetic fucking jerkaholic. You can't stop humping your hand like it's a pussy, and that's only one of the MANY ways you can't seem to control yourself. You are always binging on your vices, you might show up to work every day like a good little worker bee, but on the inside you can't wait to go home, watch porn, hump your hand, drink, smoke, or do whatever else you fucking desire. You spend your money on junk and indulging your pathetic desires, and it hasn't improved your life at all. You know that you need a SUPERIOR to keep track of you, to make those important decisions for you, and liberate you from your inability to control yourself. You need to be controlled. It's for your own good.
