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Look at you, standing there with that perfect face and those amazing tits. You were built for one thing, sweetheart. That brain of yours isn't made for thinking, it's made for looking pretty and nodding along. You should be grateful for what you've got. A body like that is a ticket to an easy life. You really won the genetic lottery, didn't you? It's a shame that's about all you've got going for you. Stop wasting your time trying to be something you're not. Your real talent is making a man feel like a king. You need to drop out of school and find a strong, successful guy who knows how to handle a woman like you. Your job is simple: keep the house clean, have dinner ready, and look incredible on his arm. That's your purpose. Be the beautiful, silent trophy he can show off. It's what you're best at.