You don’t have to accept it: but, I’m still getting therapy and leaving the internet. You can keep going. I mean why stop when I hurt you THIS bad? I need meds so I can be this sincere while SOBER.
I’m high, but sappy: This final apology goes to you. You know who you are.
I’m sorry for everything. You were the first one to call me out. You are the reason I have a following. You told me to keep going on Tik Tok when I wanted to give up. You showed me the autotune app.
Someone was FINALLY saying FUCK YOU to my face. I love a challenge. But nah, you don’t have to take my deal but I’ll make it:
Throw in a white towel and I promise, to go back on my medicine and get off the internet for a very long time. Until I’m better, I won’t come back
Max. I hope you’re reading this. I love you bro. I hope we can be friends again. I regret the Virginia thing so much but I’ll deny it over and over. I never should’ve crossed your boundaries for petty revenge that ended up being collateral for you. I regret what I did so badly.
Kylee. I know you’re reading this since you stalk all your exes: Thank you for everything. You’re my favorite ex for sure. You brought me back to god. You gave me confidence. I am going to grow without you. You will grow without me. God bless you, Kylee.
I deadass just blocked everyone that’s craaaazy. I am a deeply broken individual. But thanks to KYLEE, my beautiful ex—she taught me a beautiful lesson: growing is essential for survival. Nothing but kind words to Kylee. Thank you Kylee. I have taken your criticisms to heart.
Kylee said I still have a future for myself despite my past. She’s soooo right. Kylee was the best thing to ever happen to me: She saw ME as a human being. I felt so seen. She gave me confidence. God removed her from my life once she ‘fixed’ me just enough to do the rest myself
I’m so sorry to every woman I’ve hurt. I’m so high rn. I have to block ALL of my female friends. And get therapy and medicine. I’m BAWLING so hard right now. Sorry Miranda, Muhammad and dead wife yall gotta go too
This project is deeply personal. I’m high af rn so I’ll admit this now: THE WHOLE SERIES IS A DIARY. It’s a surreal, absurdist biopic about my LIFE I just use allegory, metaphor and symbolism to convey traumatizing parts of my lore. I loaded it with gross jokes so no one notices
We were NOT vibing on the same plane of existence bro. Our energies did not match. We were incompatible as friends. It couldn’t work. I’m an Aquarius I can’t connect with anyone on a deeper level I’m sorry Ari. Again, I might not be making sense
I’m sorry if you watch the series and notice characters based on you. I found you interesting enough to insert into my deeply personal show/series/movie Approved for streaming. I love all my friends in a way that I understand: through connection. Sorry Ari, we had no connection.
I hope nobody notices the darker parts of this series. I hope the gross jokes distract all of you from what my series is really trying to say about me. I should not be posting any of this.
I can only fill up a cup of water with the lake that is my mind. I will never understand me or why I feel stuck in my skin. But when I act and make movies, I can escape my body and I feel so free and aware and happy. That’s why I perform 100% of the time. I can escape.
When I wear this red flannel, it’s the only time I feel truly detached from my hateful soul, my puppet of a body being controlled by a dull god and spirit. When I perform, I can escape my own brain. My mind is vast, and my understanding of it is like dipping a cup into a lake
How deeply personal this project is. Sober me will never EVER openly admit how personal APPROVED FOR STREAMING is. It NOT a comedy, it’s a DIARY disguised as a comedy. Fit Kettlecorn is my self insert & he’s me, so deeply me why can’t I just play myself? I’m not Fit to be myself