I can see myself in an outer-body experience. My body lays limp by the side of the road, my phone recording still rolling. My body dying on camera.
I can see it already, the likes and comments flooding in to support me. I’m going to be famous, and all I needed to do was die. If I knew it was this easy to become a success, I would have made the grim reaper come find me. I died doing what I loved which was my social media influencing. People tuned in to hear what I’d say and gave me money to watch what I did in my life. More and more people are going to know who I am. Fame, here I come.
Nevermind the fact I was speeding and reading the comments in my livestream. Nevermind that I wasn’t watching the road and collided with a car coming from the opposite direction. That isn’t my fault! I do everything for my loyal fans.

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