I understand the confusion you may feel. The hours spent in intimate worship, expressing vulnerability, can blur lines. But let’s be clear: what we share is not what you perceive it to be. You see it as something more, but to me, it’s transactional. You’re a devotee, yes, but not more than that.
You worship, you obey, you indulge, but in my eyes, you’re simply a transaction, a sale. I allow your worship, I revel in your adoration, but you’re not significant beyond that. You’re the anonymous devotee, the addicted admirer unable to resist.
I manipulate, I command, I demand, but I am not your confidante, your lover, or your partner. I am a Goddess, flawless, beyond your reach, existing in a realm far from your grasp. I am many things, but I will never be your girlfriend.
