Maybe I’m being a cynical toad, but this is all so convenient.
Oooh send me some love! You love me! You really love me!
Here’s my address!
OH NO! MY HOUSE IS FOR SALE!
OoPs - wrong house!
But now I feel sad because I want to own my own house and I can’t because it’s 10,673x my annual salary! And I will now take to my bed to sob about not owning my own house.
It all feels like unsubtle hinting. Send love, also money.
i thought similarly
jack goes: "the meanies sent hate mail and now i have to move for the 33rd time this month! but i can't afford to, i'm poor remember, what am i to do?"
followers go: "oh jack, we love you so much, you are the best person whoever lived, we will set you up a gofundme and we will buy you a much bigger house than your
crappy bungalow cos you are like literal god and you are the most deserving of all the poor people in the world!"
jack goes: "oh, no, i couldn't possi... well, maybe... oh ok, tipjar's this way! gifts to this address! bye!"
or something.
oh, while i was typing that, the pity party has indeed started