Every once in a while gold rises to the top of the creamy garbage I am exposed to on the internet.
From Memes, to Fame Whores, to the struggle of celebrities to stay or be relevant….stuff I don’t giv a fuck about…that is really just trying to capture and exploit my attention span like it was a sex worker in the eastern block….and like my feelings don’t matter to me…but my likes, follows, click to buy do…the creative space of the internet is all the fucking same…artists aren’t real…nothing is real…it’s all just digital marketing…and it’s fucking terrible…
When all that actually matters is a chick putting her pants on with no hands…the little fucking things in life…you know..