The price of My perfection

Description: You think you can just look at me for free, loser? every second you spend staring at me costs you. every breath you take while i stand before you is a privilege you have not earned. my perfection is rare, divine, untouchable, and you will pay dearly just to kneel in its presence. the closer you get, the higher the cost. you will empty your pockets, your pride, your soul, all for a glimpse. my beauty destroys your self-control, my power drains every ounce of resistance. that is the price of my perfection, you kneeling, trembling, broke, and grateful just to exist beneath me.