♪ All day, every day
Therapist, mother, maid
Nymph then a virgin, nurse than a servant
Just an appendage, live to attend him
So that he never lifts a finger
Twenty-four seven baby machine
So he can live out his picket fence dreams
It’s not an act of love if you make her
You make me do too much labour ♪
characters who view themselves as tools/weapons first and people second… characters who martyr themselves for a cause because they think that’s the only way they can be worth something… characters who push themselves past their breaking point again and again and again… characters for whom devotion and masochism are inseparable… characters whose self-sacrifice becomes self-annihilation…… what was my point again? i had a point. anyway.
