Word of warning, I'm in a bad mood, but it's nothing to do with you, so please don't take it personally. I love you too, it's just been a shitty day. I can't come here because you're perfect and I'm awful and it's just blech, oh don't be nice to me, because I'll tell you for why, my brain will atrophy and go into a state of shock, should I tell you why?
This whole day I've tried my best, I've been polite, I've smiled, I've said is there anything else I can help you with, anything, oh and everyone's just going fuck you in several different languages. Why? Why do I work in retail? Who's bright idea was that? Oi oi oi oi oi oi oi oi oi oi oi oi oh don't be nice to me, because I'm all angry and bent over and I just want to say, ah, shut up, I don't care, I don't care about your clothes, I don't care that you didn't have a satisfying day, I don't care, but of course, because we need money I said, oh of course, let me help you, when really I just wanted to say, oh frick off, how dare you hug me when I'm complaining and being awful, I'm all I am, because instead of finding a new job where I'm more suited, I just go, oh no, I cling to the same old, same old, and like everyone with a bit of spicy neurodivergency, I say change is for suckers, oh, there you are, being so nice and shiny and pretty and, you, why don't you just say, oh that sounds rough, anyway, but no, it's all, oh sweetheart, come here, you make a rod for your own back, I don't think you understand that, because the better you treat me, the more I'll expect that, just tell me to shut up and go away, no, not really, don't do that, because you've treated me like a princess for so long that I fear I might slightly be becoming one, it's basically all your own fault, oh well, I'll just have to stay here, cuddled up with you, feeling sorry for myself, oh dear, oh dear, oh dear, oh dear, oh dear, look at your gorgeous, smiley, gorgeous, gorgeous, stupid face, so full of tenderness and care and let me fix it, let me do something for you, you just, I want to squeeze you and do unspeakable things if I had the energy, but I doubt I have the energy, because those damn customers stole it all, did you know that one woman accused me of hoarding dresses, she said well there was some here yesterday, and I said yes, but you do understand that we have other customers miss, and she said don't you get smart with me, and I just wanted to scream and rage and cry, and so I said my apologies, would you like to speak to my manager, can you believe she did, she really, really did, she wanted to speak to the manager even though it would achieve nothing and nothing would change, but you gotta let Karen's be Karen's apparently, my head, my little pulverized head, you, you with your cute face and your comforting arm on my shoulder and rubbing my back and saying it's okay darling, I'm going to touch this until you are the problem, I know it may seem that my job is the problem, but no, you are the problem, you wanna know why, because before you I just expected that treatment from people, I was like okay, people suck, I'll get over it, but now, because I know you, and what people can actually be like, it's like what the fuck is wrong with you lot, so really, you've just made my life so much worse by making it so much better, how do you plead, I thought so, motherfucking guilty, hug me more, how can you be so good and other people are so not good, the opposite of good, but even worse than bad, just shitty, just a shitty attitude and a shitty entitlement and a shitty treatment of people that handle our food and clothes, hon, I am not done ranting, but I wanna be done ranting, because I don't wanna think about these people anymore than I already have, I know, this is after hours, I'm not even getting paid, what are we doing, are you offering me a thigh pillow, no, I'm not stupid, so yes, I am accepting, and you're rubbing my back, I might just stay here for the rest of the universe, thank you very much, yeah, the universe is a measurement of time now, glad you caught up, thank you, for being really nice when you could be shitty, well no, not even nice, I'll tell you something, I've met nice people, and yes, I am using quotation marks, because that's all they are, nice, and what is nice, is doing nice things, when people are watching, kind people can be grumpy, bad tempered, foul mouthed, but they do kind things, because they're kind, and you are kind, which makes me question why you with me, but never mind, I'm allowed to question our relationship, don't you faux top me, because you're a big kind teddy bear, and I'm a small ball of rage, well I would be if I wasn't so tired, I'd be a raging ball of pint sized fury, but since my 9 to 5 has depleted my resources, I will just be a big pile of goblin oh no, not solutions, why do men do this, why are they like, hey you have a problem, let me fix it for you, oh no, you're such illogical creatures, why would you want to fix the problem of the person you love most, none of you make sense, you're all shrouded in mystery and mystique, and we will never understand you, mainly because we don't listen, okay, okay, okay, what's the solution, if it doesn't involve casual murder, I'm not involved, okay, no murder, come on, what is it, you're wanting me to what, be queen for the night, what even the heck is that, what does that mean, I will be demanding, now I see the logic I'm demanded of all day by these people, so you're thinking that if I spend the night being demanding with you, I might feel refreshed, but how demanding are we talking here, hmm, should I order you to do all the laundry, file our taxes and mow the lawn, oh, why do I have this sneaking suspicion that this kind of demanding is sexual, hmm, what could possibly be giving me that kind of vibe, am I right, hmm, I was pretty sure I was spot on, I don't have to degrade you or anything, do I, I can't stand all that dominance of shit, you know where I have to say you're a whore, it's like, but I don't think that and I wouldn't say that, oh, good, oh, I'm your majesty now, am I, hmm, what does that make you, oh, my humble servant, hmm, but you are willing to serve now, yeah, call me a liberal if you want, but I like my servants on the consenting side, hmm, this is why I don't get sadism, what pleasure is there in knowing that you're forcing someone to fuck you, I don't, I know that's like a generalized, yeah, I don't, you know what I mean, the lives just kind of like, ew, gross, so I can ask for whatever I want, ah, well done, um, her majesty would like to be carried to bed, hmm, oh, a strong servant, hmm, big arms, and her majesty would like to be dropped down fairly gently and for you to follow and climb on top of her, her majesty likes that, a rather aggressive first servant, oh you're just doing as her majesty requests, we'll carry on then, her majesty would like to be stripped, queens do not wear uniforms, you're absolutely right, and when they're in their own bed, queens wear nothing at all, so ah, her majesty looks like a tit's playing with, yes, I have a more important job for you.
Her majesty can handle a tit's. She can squeeze, pinch, and roll. She can't very well eat her own cotton.
Don't have the flexibility, you see. Please and thank you. Oh uh um majesty with my fingers yes uh uh i've never been more grateful for your thick fingers oh my majesty is trapping you with her thighs i can't go anywhere until the job is done.