You're not starving idiot - you're just hungry... but you WILL starve. I want you to - that's the whole fucking point - I want you to go without food so that you can spend the money you save on spoiling me. Hot right? I want you to skipping meals for me - let's say you get to eat breakfast for now and that's it... no lunch, no supper, no snacks - just a meagre, beige coloured breakfast to last you the whole fucking day... that will save you so much money, piggie... money that I will enjoy. Maybe at the end of the day when you're in so much pain from being so fucking hungry, you can watch me eat me delicious meal - I'll have so much food on my plate that I'll have to leave most of it - and you can watch me scrape it all into the trash or feed it to Fido. haha! Yeah - you're gonna fucking starve loser - you're gonna starve for me - I want you to spoil me as you go fucking hungry.
After a while I'm going to reduce your meal count even more - you'll go entire days without eating at all - you can eat your disgusting breakfast-slop once every 2 days - that'll fucking starve you won't it piggie. You deserve to be on a diet anyway - you're disgusting to look at - I'll starve you into shape in no time and I'll fucking enjoy doing it to you too. I'll make you order me a takeaway - I'll read out my order to you and you can call them up and pay for it - I'll over-order so much - I'll even order things I don't even want - just to throw it away. I'm gonna make sure you lose at least half your body weight starving for me loser... and that will be agony for you - prolonged agony - you'll suffer for weeks, months even as you waste away for my amusement. And every penny you save, starving for your Princess, is gonna come straight to me so that I can spend it. I'll spend your entire food budget on shoes and bags and meals out with my girlfriends at expensive restaurants all while you're fucking starving.
And then... NO meals at all - nothing - you won't be allowed to eat any breakfast... you can just fucking scavenge for food like a fucking rat. Uh-huh - you can eat from the trash - you can beg for scraps - you can eat dirt... but you won't get a meal. You'll be starving for real loser and if you're lucky I'll allow you to chew the filth on the bottom of my shoes or swallow the cigarette butts I bring home for you or devour the foot-shavings I pedi-pampered especially for you. I'll make you beg for every disgusting mouthful of inedible trash I prepare for you, and you'll thank me when I feed it to you. This is the price you have to pay for having a heartless Princess to finance, loser - you have to starve for me - you have to be hungry all the time so that I'm happy - if you're not hungry you haven't spent enough on me. I want designer clothes; I want my nails done and my hair and I want you to cover it all and you're gonna do that by starvation!
