When you let some punks send you into hiding and then you return to the internet lands with zero followers
So panic mode naturally because I thought I lost my king following me…
This isn’t like our only interactions, I just remembered that his love is everything. I may be small on the totem pole but I’m on the fucking pole.
And I’ve got my Twitter followers coming in now saying they still have me so happy happy joy joy.
I dropped a 10-minute thread on Tuners about the importance of followers and likes (free app to listen and use, no download needed to listen): https://tuners.io/users/POEETERNAL