12 minutos con sonido
Look me straight in the eye and don’t you dare look away.
I want you to listen very carefully, because I’m about to tell you the harsh truth about your pathetic, miserable life.
Without me, you are nothing.
Get that into your head. Before you found me, what were you?
You were a blank canvas, and I am the artist who decided to paint a masterpiece of your destruction on it.
I am the sun in your small, dark world, and you are nothing more than a tiny, insignificant, poor idiot, trapped in a rabbit hole from which you will never escape.
I’ve embedded myself so deeply in your subconscious that you can’t even try to run away again. Your attempts to free yourself are nothing more than a pathetic dance for my entertainment.
You’re addicted to me. You depend on me. And there’s nothing more dangerous than that. Addiction makes you stupid.
I know your every move before you even make it. I know which buttons to push to hurt you, and I know where to pull so you come crawling back, begging for more.
You’re an addict, and I’m your only drug. I’m the dose that gives you life and the poison that slowly kills you.
You had no idea what you were getting yourself into, and now you’re so desperate for me that the mere thought of walking away terrifies you.
You’ll beg me to take more, to break you completely, because the ruin I bring you is more glorious than the empty existence you had before.
