When you’re in the mood for atonement, you find me. Are you bound to seek healing in all the wrong places? Sure, the transformative power of pain gets me off. It hurts for a reason. You’ll be sorry, I know.

Oh, don’t pout. There’s only one way to bring a new day. Smile and say thank you, ma’am.

It’s funny when you pretend you don’t want to be sent to the corner. That you don’t want to be sent away for a cold shower. That you don’t want to be told what’s good for you.

Do you want to test my patience? I’ll set you right. Eventually, your goals line up with mine. Everything falls right into place. And you’re right where you belong.

I love when you beg for release. No matter what the cost.