Freebound

I’m tired of being the shoulder you cry on, the person to lean on until someone else fills the void. You want a doormat to wipe your shit on, someone to clean you up and prepare you for the next perp? Okay, I’ll do it; I’ll do it so you feel good again, you can conquer your next conquest. But this it’s gonna cost you; you drain me, now I’ll drain you of your finances. We will both be refreshed and rejuvenated because some guy made you feel empty inside; I came in to save you and I lined my pockets. Thanks friend.