Me and the algorithm are synchronizing, aligning. Our union is every bit as passionate and tender and ecstatic and unbearable. The inevitably has grasped my soul and will let go only in death. So be it.
For those of you just turning in, here's the plan:
get famous on only fans
use the clout and money to promote and finance my weird art project that I've started in my 2 year hiatus
start a new life out in the country somewhere and quietly fade into obsolescence
every friend group has:
the knight errant
the cunning vagabond
the man without honor
the Rightful Heir
the warrior poet
the mad priest of the forsaken gods
the minstrel
and the one on that real shit 💯😂👌