It’s just a relentless cycle of:
get wrecked
pretend you are filming content when really you are just going to go and get gang banged by people who think it’s ok to pay to piss on you
realise you can’t afford your rent. Again.
come down/feel rough as fuck/claim “anxiety”
skip your current house
find a new one
find a thirty minute window to do a couple of vids with that daughter you’ve just remembered you have (the younger one, no point with the older one cos you can’t do anything for the ‘gram) - make sure you put too many fucking bows in her hair and whack her in a shit load of fake valentino
proclaim clean fresh start, clean living, veganity
Remember you like chicken nuggets
Start begging for people to install you some new wardrobes in your new rental
Get bored. Start touching yourself up in some sweaty gold sequin bikinis
Call your dealer, take a trip to bargain booze
AND REPEAT UNTIL FOREVER