She's better than the rest of us. She's on a higher plane of existence and she knows it. Why? Because she's a pretty little blonde girl. And pretty little blonde girls always get things their way. I don't think that's a bad thing, I think everybody's entitled to live as they see fit, but some people have never known it any other way. Some people have never had anyone tell them no. She's one of those people. It does not occur to her that some of us don't care how hot she is; in her mind the rest of us are at her beckon call. And it's guys like him that allow this to continue. He doesn't see it; he just sees himself. But she knows his intentions too well. She'll flirt with him a little, throw him a bone every once in a while so he'll keep coming back. Back to do every little thing she tells him. He has no idea, he thinks he's working his way into her heart. The other girls, they don't get jealous, no, they encourage it. They tell her how beautiful she is and do everything to keep her thinking she's the greatest thing alive. But she has one weakness. She would never survive alone. Why do you think she hangs onto something no one should ever be subjected to. She'll tell you it's love. It's fear. That's where I come in. I'm here to show her that cute little blonde girls don't always get their way. Show her that "Yea, I'll give you a hand," but only because I'm a nice guy. Just because you say jump doesn't mean I'll say how high just because I have a penis. She thinks I'm just like him, just like every other guy who she ever smiled at. You should have seen the look of utter terror on her face to see me ignore her, that look that tells me she's never been number two, that look like everything she thought she knew just got shot down. Too bad whenever I say no, he's right there to give her twice the attention. It's almost sad. She treats him like shit because she knows he still worships her.
Three months ago I might have been just like him. But I see through her like he never will. She'll break him, turn him into less than a man, and when that happens, I will not hesistate to destroy her. Cause he's my boy, and I gotta watch for him what he can't see. But only after the pitiful child learns his lesson will she learn hers.