personally, I don't want to rehash the past nor engage in this pseudo-psychopompous bullshit, but you do realize at some point that the only power left in these games is the power of preemptive attack - an easy thing to accomplish unless, say, you somehow have an ally who can see the look in your eyes when you describe what its like to become the chosen subject of a malignant narcissist or two. maybe even a group of them.

people have pointed out that sexlaptop's entire game is playing on male weakness, and I think that's true, but it's sort of weirdly masculine and aggressive in a way that could never even qualify as artistic. it's very low IQ braindead stuff and I hate to be the one to point out that any defense of this behavior is literally just to keep from being nagged to death about it.

anyways, I think it's good to align oneself with people who innately understand what absolute trash comes from the wretched desire for wealth and fame, but also pursuing it with so little actual talent aside from repetitive propaganda and lies that your life is only known by the desperation of your climb to the top.

everyone in that circle of hell is so much more fucked up than they will ever admit. I still feel like God has protected me from so much that would have destroyed me had I sold my soul to it.