Come on, loser – give me my money. I need new bags and new shoes, and I want to go shopping. But the 50 euros you gave me is not enough, the 150 Euro arent sufficient either – simply give me all youve got. You are such a loser – but I dont care what and who you are as long as you keep on giving me money. As long as you have money, Ill be there for you; tomorrow as well. But once youve run out of money its finished. Then I wont come to you anymore, because you dont exist for me. Then you have seen me for the last time – and you dont want that, do you?
