literally, by this point I've inspired like a hundred or more movies, television shows, and novels. albums have been written in my honor. they have seen me in my bikini, naked, intimate, showering, dressing. they'll pay money just to stand in front of a camera, except the money will go to the person who obtains the photo or the video and not me. those people are always happy to take it, because they only ever came into my life to get it.

Hollywood is literally the biggest sex trafficking ring known to mankind, or at least its headquarters.

they stole my music. they used my samples. they probably made fake AI videos and photos of me then told people it was real. they distributed this porn and said I was a prostitute.

I never gave them anything. literally. I only obliged the cruelty by breaking the 4th wall, which they loved because it made THEM feel acknowledged.

obviously, people who exploit you are obsessed with you whether that obsession is fueled by love or hate or both, but it's still obsession.

'iconic', they said.

then where's my money for performance?

oh, I forgot, it's all free when I deserve nothing more than what I'm fighting for.

"how much more rich and powerful do you (eventually, not now) want to be?"

uh, I just wanna receive what's mine and be done with all of you.

that's the part they hate: I don't want to participate in the Carnie Circus. I don't want to do interviews with idiots. I don't want to be a star. I don't want to land that role. I do not want my name in any goddamn newspapers, nor all over the Internet, nor linked with celebrities.

they hate that part so so much.

I am not the next Princess Diana or Marilyn Monroe. I don't want to be High Society's next sacrificial lamb.

so nope. then all the labor is for free and its for their personal pleasure watching me squirm and sob my way through it.

compelling shit, to say the least!