To celebrate his passing 30,000 followers on Tumblr he
burned the letter his ex had left him the day she stormed out, outlining
everything that was weird, obsessive and antisocial about him, and sealed it’s
ashes in an urn he’d gotten printed, thereby forever laying to rest his nagging
terror both of her potentially being right, and of his being forever alone.
As his online popularity grew, as he started to really get
what people responded to in video, posts, tweets, pretty much any medium that
came his way, he began to think of himself, sitting there at his laptop typing
and clicking, as if he were just like Liberace at his piano, only way cooler.
The only thing missing was the candelabra, some trademark scenography, which he
promptly set about modelling, ordering, receiving, and sticking next to him on
the desk so that it framed his face in all his new Vine and Youtube vids. In
his head the stage was now set for world domination…
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