The funny thing is, I’m already getting everything I want without you.

Look at Me. I’m not waiting around for somebody to come make My life better. If I want something, I get it. If I want to go somewhere nice, I go. If I see something pretty, I can buy it Myself. You could leave My page right now and I’d still have a perfectly good day. And somehow I know that doesn’t make you want to give Me less. It makes you want to give Me more.

You don’t even get to tell yourself you’re helping Me. I’m fine. That’s what makes it fun. I can mention something I want and you’re already sitting there thinking I could get her that. I can post something I bought Myself and instead of thinking “well, she already has it,” your brain goes straight to what else would she like? You don’t want to fix anything for Me. You just like the idea of adding to it. More pretty things, better dinners, another reason for Me to smile while you know you had something to do with it.

And when you do spoil Me, I’m not going to act like you changed My whole life. I’ll enjoy it. I’ll remember that you paid attention. Then I’ll go right back to My day. You give it to Me, I take it, and somehow that probably feels better than getting some huge reaction out of Me. You didn’t do it because I begged. You did it because you looked at Me and decided I should have it.

That’s the part you should pay attention to. I don’t need anything from you and you’re still here thinking about what you could give Me anyway. You’re already imagining what I’d like, what would look good on Me, what would make My day a little more indulgent. And you barely know Me yet.

So no, I don’t need you.

You’re the one who keeps looking at Me and thinking, yeah… I still want to give her more.