Sashimi at noon, acquisition strategy at twelve-fifteen. Some people take weekends off. I take companies. 🖤
26 Jul
Sashimi at noon, acquisition strategy at twelve-fifteen. Some people take weekends off. I take companies. 🖤
Some people drink when they're annoyed. I go to art museums. At least paintings don't pretend to be competent and then disappoint me. 🖤
Lit every candle I own tonight. Not for ambiance — because the day demanded it. Some of us don't have the luxury of letting things go. 🖤
Monday nights are for reviewing quarterly projections and wondering why everyone else seems to think "good enough" is acceptable. Newsflash: it's not. 🖤
Glass of red wine, penthouse view, and the satisfaction of knowing I'm better than everyone who's ever doubted me. Sunday evenings aren't for resting — they're for plotting. 🖤
Third mile in and I've already passed three joggers who looked like they were dying. Some of us were built for this — the rest should stick to walking their little dogs. 🖤
Sometimes I wonder if my standards are too high, then I remember that everyone I meet proves they're not high enough. 🖤
This pic is the closest you’ll ever get to seeing me topless, loser — stop drooling over my cleavage and focus on what I’m really hiding under this skirt.
Look at this perfect ass, such a shame it belongs to a pathetic loser like me, and yeah, I’m not above using it to torment you in the chat 🥱🖤
I caught myself playing with my purple dildo in the office mirror — and no, it's not because I missed you, loser. It's because I'm bored and horny, and this ...