I Sell Air While You Beg for Burnt Oxygen

Description: Ugh, look at youuualready huffing and puffing like some needy little puppy who wandered into my space.as if you bought a ticket to breathe the same air as me.you didn’t, sweetie. you’re just freeloading on oxygen you could never afford.i can literally hear that pathetic heart of yours doing flippy-flops the second i’m anywhere near.you think that’s “excitement” ? omg nooo, that’s just your body screaming that you’re already in debt to me—and i haven’t even acknowledged your existence yet. how embarrassing.you always pop up like a bad notification—uninvited, unwanted, zero value.empty hands, emptier head, and that sad lil thing in your pants twitching like it matters.spoiler: it doesn’t. you’re not here to impress me, babe.you’re here to pay the cover charge for even dreaming about me.every breath you take while i’m around? that’s a limited-edition luxury now, and it’s pricey.every nervous swallow, every squirm, every desperate throb?taxed. heavily.you don’t get me—you owe me, like, forever.so go ahead, take another big greedy breath.make it cost you, princess.make it sting.i love watching you sufcate on your own thirst.now hush and breathe through that crusty little shame you call a personality