It's fucking incredible the victim complex these rich shitheads get.
You have MILLIONS. More money than most the people on this site will see, combined. And because some people had the "audacity" to criticize something you said you feel so defensive you have to make yourself the victim?
Just fuck off already. They always talk about how they hate being famous and hate being noticed. Just fuck off then and people will forget you.
Not enough to just be rich. Lots of people are rich, particularly people you're surrounded by. Lots of them are richer than you.
But your job is to be popular. Wildly popular. You need a slavishly loyal cult following that's going to throw a thousand dollars out the door to do parasocial relationship shit from the front row of your next live appearance. You need people willing to spend a million dollars on your line of Funko Pop dolls. You need people who will stare doe-eyed at you from the back of the club and beg you for the privilege of sucking your knob. Otherwise, what's the fucking point of touring?
They always talk about how they hate being famous and hate being noticed.
They hate feeling anxious but they love feeling adored. Criticism is the anxiousness without the adoration.
It's fucking incredible the victim complex these rich shitheads get.
You have MILLIONS. More money than most the people on this site will see, combined. And because some people had the "audacity" to criticize something you said you feel so defensive you have to make yourself the victim?
Just fuck off already. They always talk about how they hate being famous and hate being noticed. Just fuck off then and people will forget you.
Not enough to just be rich. Lots of people are rich, particularly people you're surrounded by. Lots of them are richer than you.
But your job is to be popular. Wildly popular. You need a slavishly loyal cult following that's going to throw a thousand dollars out the door to do parasocial relationship shit from the front row of your next live appearance. You need people willing to spend a million dollars on your line of Funko Pop dolls. You need people who will stare doe-eyed at you from the back of the club and beg you for the privilege of sucking your knob. Otherwise, what's the fucking point of touring?
They hate feeling anxious but they love feeling adored. Criticism is the anxiousness without the adoration.