Die of embarrassment at how many times the world watched me rub my balls then smell my fingers.

Therapy

lawfirm.

Who knows? Like, the world is very different from how it’s been presented to me if that’s the case. Corporations can own people and feed them highly produced gas lighting false realities? I’d be terrified. In the reality presented to me we’re on the brink of another world war. If that’s not real but there other is, then it sounds like the bad guys won a long time ago.

go back in

1. stabilize my living situation; my life has just been upended, but there will for sure be many, many people who would help me integrate into society, whether it be housing, jobs, education, etc.

2. use my fame to gain wealth; either sue the show producers, or reach an agreement for a big paycheck. then, partner with hella companies for interviews, photoshoots, product endorsements, whatever. write my own biography.

3. make season 2, starring me on a new island, new characters, new story. the producers would pay me big bucks for that shit. milk the franchise for all its worth.

Wait why was this recommended to me? Am I actually in the Truman show and this is some sort of hint that is telling me to break out?

Bang every crazy groupie that wants a piece.