It’s perpetually shiny, and it always will be. Years drift by, yet you remain the same shiny-addicted loser. You’re defenseless against even the slightest glimmer of shine.
All those strokes, all that adoration, and all you’ve achieved is ensnaring yourself in a shiny-addicted prison. Escape isn’t even a consideration; you understand that much.
Your simple little mind, so easily captivated by a single shiny bikini. Just one glimpse, and suddenly your weekend vanishes as you succumb to a total Shiny Trance.
