You're nothing but a human ATM to me, a pathetic pay piggy who exists solely to fund my every whim. I don't care about your feelings, your desires, or your pitiful existence. You're just a means to an end, a tool for me to extract cash from whenever I please.  I'll treat you with the contempt you deserve, using the middle finger and loser sign to emphasize your insignificance. You're not a man, not a partner, not even a friend. You're just a wallet with a pulse, a never-ending source of funds for me to drain at my leisure. I'll use you and then discard you when I'm done. You'll deposit money into my accounts over and over again, never expecting anything in return. You're my personal cash cow, and you'll be milked dry until you're nothing but a hollow shell of a man. Get ready to be humiliated, pay piggy. You're about to be reminded of your place in my world.