this morning #2029.

this morning, with great enthusiasm, i tried to explain that fame is not the name of the game. there’s more to life than celebrity. she nodded along as if she was listening to me but i knew better. her pupils were struggling to hold focus. behind them, her mind was already working my words into her next dispatch to her rabid followers. last time i checked, she had just over five thousand of them. more & more every day. riding the waves of her moods. hanging on her every word. no way was she going to let this interaction go untold. i’m over it. over having to be cautious every single time i talk to her. “if you mention this in your next video, that’s it. i do NOT consent.” she swore she wouldn’t. as she did, her eye twitched.