Tuesday, April 10, 2018

No Thanks

It’s not about having a good life
It’s about maintenance
That’s the thing about it

Getting all this?

That was easy

Maintaining it
Was the hard part

Mom called me yesterday
And she wants me to move home
Just because I’m out of money

I’m like—

Mom, I’m not moving home
I love LA

And she’s like—

You’re out of money, Steve

And I’m like—

Okay, so send me money
Be a problem-solver
Not a problem-mention-er

She’s just really negative lately
And really dismissive of my dreams
And what I’m trying to accomplish here

I mean, money’s not everything
It’s not the only factor
That determines
Whether or not you’re a success

I have three hundred thousand Instagram followers
I’m pretty sure I’m killing life right now
So I don’t know why she’s talking to me
About, like, throwing all this away
And going back to Scoville

What the hell am I supposed to take pictures of there?

The one all-night gas station?
The dive bar slash pool hall?
The high school where I got bullied
For being gay?

I guess that would be one way to lose half your followers

The other half are mostly bots I purchased
But don’t tell anyone that

It was just a way of inspiring others
To follow me
And frankly
I think it was a really good investment
Because right after I went over the three hundred thousand mark
This guy from CBS called
And asked if I wanted to be the style guy
On their morning show

I would have done it
If it wasn’t CBS
But, like, CBS?

No

Bad for the brand, so—

No thanks

That was right before the big scandal
On Twitter
About me saying I was bullied in high school
Which, like, I was
Because the thing you have to remember is
Everybody’s definition of bullying is different

This kid called me a faggot in the cafeteria once
And everyone’s saying that’s not bullying
Because the kid got expelled right after that
And because he was gay
So he was probably saying it
With, like, some sort of camaraderic intent
But I didn’t know that at the time
And, frankly, it haunted me for years

It still does

And I don’t need a bunch of former classmates
Tweeting me from back in Scoville
About how I’m misrepresenting my experience

The point is—

It’s my experience

I’m allowed to misrepresent it
However I want

They want me to try and be more objective?

Yeah—

No thanks

Life is not objective

These are the people my mother wants me
To return home to

Again, noooooo thanks

No thanks to spending five years
Building a life for myself here
With friends
And followers
And a bunch of career prospects
That I’m going to be capitalizing on
As soon as the weather gets bad
Because yeah, no, I don’t feel like going to work
When it’s so gorgeous out
And sorry that it’s always gorgeous in L.A.
But that’s part of the reason
I don’t want to leave
So how is that my fault?

She just needs to chill the fuck out
Honestly
Or send me money

But don’t just say ‘Move home
Like that’s what you have to do
When you’re broke
And don’t want to work
And there’s a warrant out for your arrest
Because you shoplifted a few things

Again, be a problem-solver
Or, like, mind your business

She wants me to move home
So I can get a job
At, like, the Scoville Post Office
And pay bills
And do laundry
And all that shit
And it’s like—

No
No
No

No thanks

I appreciate it
But I don’t
But I appreciate whatever there is
To appreciate about it
But yeah—

No thanks

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