i was reading up on this “lamar odom” story today.
the media and “that family” are a dangerous thing.
they are both like a drug almost.
the media being the worst of the two.
one minute it’s praising you for your accomplishments.
the next 15,
they are watching and reporting your downfall.
well unless you have a “cruel de jenner” on your payroll.
for the common animals,
like you and i,
social media is our version of the media.
everyone is watching you,
liking your shit,
and even leaving these amazing comments about your disgusting lookin’ food or bad ass child.
what you don’t realize is once your image gets tainted,
and accusations start flying,
it will become the start of you being yesterday’s news.
if the rumors turn out to be true,
you end up contemplating suicide.
how does one not live without 500-1,000 likes on one picture?
so i had to wonder…
Why do people want to become famous again?…
so let me ask you a quick question.
what if you found out:
that same fine attentionisto was a lowkey rapist?
that attentionista abuses and neglects her cubs?
that celeb you worship is a child molester?
those pecs and abs are attached to a credit card scammer?
…would that make you turn on them?
or would that not even matter?
if you choose the latter,
i am secretly side eyeing you.
see the life of the “internet and famous” has two sides.
there is the side we like:
half naked in “every other”
…and then there is the fuck shit.
the low down dirty shit done behind a phone on sleep mode.
the things that turn “admiration” into “eww that pineapple nasty!”.
would those hoes in your comments really like you if they found out you suck dick?
beyonce giselle knowles is my role model when it comes to celeb life.
robin rihanna fenty and shawn corey carter as well.
they work their ass off,
stay humble with their fans,
but keep quiet when it comes to their personal lives.
they are all close to fam and friends.
everyone else gets the version of what they want them to know.
…Is that how it should be?
its no secret that some of the people who smile in your face are carrying the sharpest knives.
i’m not saying the praise and admiration ain’t cool,
but it is all very temporary.
you see some of these celebs be selling their souls for a headline.
no one likes to know you are human
no one cares that you fuck up
no one gives a fuck if you do something wrong
every loves you until its time to hate you.
that’s the rule of being famous.
we can build you up to tear you right back down.
its even worse when you are in the public eye.
you can’t even hide during a dragging.
you on tv/blogs/twitter/blimps and shit.
they will be camped outside your crib for the “gotcha!”.
it takes thick fur to:
even write a blog
i should know.
i’m not immune to getting my ass handed to me by the foxhole.
see: work wolf entries.
so i hear you want to be “known”…