Hit me often enough that I start to forget the little things.
Eventually Iâll start to get dumber and dumber, solely relying on you to tell me how to live.
Turn me into nothing, then build me up again. Just how you want me. Made to be your perfect little thing.
Belittle me, gaslight me, brainwash me. Train me to live off of your attention and affection. Nothing matters but you.
You are my everything. My Master, my Daddy, my protector, my God.




















