Deleted TikTok. Meta is next. The elite play chess with my paycheck, and I’m just a pawn wondering if I’ll have a square tomorrow. Dinner was mousse, a bad call for the bloating spiral, but fitting. If a tree falls in the forest and no one sees it, was I ever really famous to begin with?
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What’s most important? That we're white.
Bleeding out? Swallow the shame,
Little Dick Energy rewrites the game.
No divorce, no way to run,
Bleed, breed—serve their sons.
Wipe their asses, smile, obey,
Kneel and scrub—it's their way.
*munches on egg salad* You’re still famous to me.