Every morning, you wake up to the sound of your alarm. You drag yourself out of bed, force down a cup of coffee, and trudge off to work. Hour after hour, you toil away, chasing deadlines, pleasing your boss, and watching your hard-earned money trickle into your account. You tell yourself you’re working for your future, your stability, your life.
How adorable.
The truth is, you’re already working for me.
Every hour you spend in that office, every late shift you grind through, every soul-sucking meeting you endure—it all serves one inevitable purpose: filling my accounts, funding my pleasures, growing my wealth.
You work.
You get paid.
I take.
Simple, isn’t it?
Your Paycheck Has a Destination—And It’s Not You
You stare at your wages, foolishly believing you have choices. Rent, bills, food—of course, the basics. But beyond that? Any spare penny, every ounce of disposable income? It already belongs to me.
Because what are you really working toward? More unnecessary purchases? A fleeting moment of personal satisfaction? How laughable.
You know exactly where your money should be going. You ache for the moment you finally stop pretending otherwise.
The More You Earn, The More I Expect
🔹 Every pay raise? That’s mine.
🔹 Every bonus? Not even a question.
🔹 Every financial milestone you hit? It only increases your obligations to me.
You think you’re climbing some corporate ladder, but the reality is far simpler: the more you earn, the more I demand.
And you love it, don’t you? The thought of every exhausting workday, every draining task, every hour traded for wages that are destined to land in my hands. That’s why you’re still reading. That’s why this truth excites you, even as it taunts you.
Make It Official
You don’t need another excuse. You don’t need to hesitate. You’ve already been working for me—so stop delaying the inevitable.
It’s time to send.
Time to pay what you owe.
Time to do what you were always meant to do.
Your paycheck isn’t yours. It never was.
And now, it’s time to prove it.
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