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My WordPress Blog vs My YouTube Channel

Let’s talk numbers real fast. My highest viewed post on this blog is Masturbating With Imagination, which is currently at 11,556 views. This post was published September 6, 2011. Put this up against a video I just posted yesterday. It’s at 8,176 as of writing. Just yesterday now! MWI has 8 “likes” (including myself). My video has 385 (not including myself lol). MWI has 13 comments (including my replies). My video has 53 (including my replies; deleted a few comments from others).

Let’s talk about this blog in total. Since I started back in May 2011 to now I only accumulated 117K views, most of which I’m sure are my own. My channel is currently at 735K and I just started it last October. This blog has 1,101 followers. My channel has 1,416.

I say all of that to say this, May 4, 2018, the 7th blogiversary of FY, was initially planned to be me retiring this blog. The number 7 represents completion. I posted 7 times that day. Yet I still paid another year for my domain. I will always write creatively. This is something I’ve did since I was little. However, I think it’s time to go back to pen and paper, and focus all my energy into blowing up on social media. The one thing this blog kept consistent was my writing because without it I wouldn’t have much to show on my paper. My next goal with Youtube is getting to 10K by June 5th. I don’t wanna put all my eggs in one basket; I’m plotting on doing something on Instagram and PornHub.

Today I was inspired by Haha Davis. I stumbled upon his girlfriend’s IG and recall hearing his name mentioned in a video I watched on YouTube one day. I googled him just to read his bio. I wanted to know how he came up. He didn’t have a Wikipedia page but I found his site. He was posting funny Vines and IG skits in 2013. Funny enough to get him almost 5 million followers on IG and a quarter million followers on Twitter (Vine is dead). Then I became curious about his net worth. While I didn’t get an exact figure I did get a range I fully agreed with: 100K to 1 million. I don’t follow him on social media but I love stuff like this. Those rags to riches stories. A person using a FREE platform to exploit their talents. A talent that attracts the masses. A talent that brings in the dollars. Just last week you struggled to pay your rent. Just last week your refrigerator was empty and your stomach was growling. I’ve been hungry since October and I haven’t missed a week without posting at least one video. But now it’s time to step my grind up. I did 12 videos this month. I need to do double that. Wait! How about a video everyday? That’s hustling. I need to put some of my eggs on Instagram and take over there too Incase YouTube screws me. I’m only targeting YT and IG because of the possibility of making money and because they’re high exposure.

The big diffeeence between my blog and channel is my blog is high effort and my channel is low effort. I put thought into my creative pieces. My videos are me working with the simple software and old hardware I got, and not spending time actually making anything.

The ultimate goal: Be the mastermind behind my own Game of Thrones. The mastermind behind my own Avengers.

UPDATE: the video now has 17K+ and nearly 400 likes. It’s barely 2 days.

UPDATE 2: It’s at 21k+ nearly 900 likes. Lmfao

UPDATE 3: 40K+. 1550 likes. 1,510 subs. Nearly a hundred gained since I posted this.

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Hush Puppies (WordPresident #19)

Warning: Only people with high iq and big pp will understand the following dankness:

I call ‘em defeated

My dogs are barking in these hush puppies

Dr. Scholl sho’ can talk to animals, said this little piggy didn’t go “wee-wee” when the tears piss bolted to the booties you’re in, the boar cried woof

Foot counting sheep, I’m sleep-walking catching Z’s

The cousin of six-feet-deep easy as A-B-C-1-2-3, when in one position long enough

That’s why the cousin of life is relocation

Even if it’s the same job, least it come with different faces

My boss don’t care if I can barely move

I want a boss that’ll send me home without a box

Now I’m on a busty bus keeping abreast of bottoms up – when they no longer sitting abreast I’m flying like a Great Tit but aww shucks I don’t have strong feet like ‘em and gotta use the poles for support

Then I heard “I’m seeing how you gotta use your hands son. Why don’t you take a seat right over there?” I wanted to bounce these checks

The 13’s, legs open, tongue out, ca-ream, but running back in these kicks isn’t a chief asset

And so the seat got taken from me like a game of musical chairs

I was listening to the 3rd song on Good Girl Gone Bad

I guess they was between “Something In The Way” and “Endless, Nameless”

Uhhh nevermind this is my stop

Wolf Spider Branch (WordPressident #16)

Inspired by the above image. As always with this series, this is a slow read due to metaphors/wordplay/double entendres.

My pale skin the cloud
My eyelashes the grass
The spider veins on my upper eyelid the branch in the sky
My tears the rain
My twitching eye the thunder
I’m the eye of the storm
But I don’t wanna be like your X-Men
They’re old news
I wanna be your May weatherman, on the other side of them zeros
When the weather girl turn sideways it makes my day a wed-ness day
How I wanna be Her Boy Friday and engage with her fergalicious humps
Trojan horses not safe for work
Lashing out, a cuss to, ‘Mur-
-rica, where it’s all about U
I’m from ‘Merica, where it’s rated E for everyone
Life ain’t a video game … unless it’s the Sims-ulation
Then it’s rated T because I took off my tee but put the T in stimulation (woohoo!)
On a whim queue days end
The type of dream you facing cause the REM to break and 3AM you waking
Bedsheets sweaty, smelling like fresh-off-the-leg-pee but it’s underneath where you clean do sprayings
I’m a mother-fucking monster, not a muthafuckin’ monster
Think long and hard about that before you get your muthafuckin’ momma
If I grab her by her ankles she grabbing her ankles
Tennessee-toe-toucher
If she’s anal about anal then it’s the beaver-teeth soul-crusher
Akin to me your brother, playa
Sucking major how I went from crushing flavor about the environment to the one who fuckin’ made ya
But I guess it all makes sense when you put ‘em together … Mother Nature

WordPressident #17 … soon

Sidewalks of New York (Part Two) 🎊🌉🗽

No more trashcan bonfires for the shivering
We warming ourselves up by the torch of the Statue of Liberty …

This side of the family I don’t mess with (oooh)
But I still got everyone presents (ahhh)
All I got from them was their gift of gab (oooh)
A bunch of questions I didn’t wanna unwrap (ahhh)
People, people, people, people (everybody, everyone)
People, people, people, people, (finish him, kill me now, I’m done)
From baby coo coo to crazy coo coo
When you steal Christmas Mr. Grinch can you take me too?
It’s Christmas morning 8AM
The time looks like a snowman, 2 snowballs, wait a min
Not a creature was stirring
They spent their day out the rat race wearing
Red nose from Walgreens
Breakfast in bed, spooning coffee
Thanos I know you loving this jingle
But can you tap your feet, nod your head, anything but snap your fingers

Oooh ahhh
The sidewalks of New York
Oooh ahhh
The sidewalks of New York
Oooh ahhh
The sidewalks of New York
Where is everybody?
There-there-there-there-there-there-dadaaaaaaaaaa

The days between Christmas and New Years Eve
My WTF days of the week
SS stands for stop swearing, cursing
Let’s get them New Years Resolutions started early

Western culture
Says if I don’t kiss at the stroke of
Midnight it will ensure a year of loneliness
Good, because I should’ve stayed home for this
I need some elbow room
I need some leg room
We neck-and-neck
These spiked walls are closing in
I’ll be dead soon
I’ll go quietly and become a part
Change the “if” with “when” in “If these walls could talk”
Can you say New York City?
What ya say?
Can you count backwards with me?
What ya say?
I need you to freeze at zero
2019 no negative nothing, vibes, energy, people
What ya say, what ya say?
What ya say, what ya say?

From the tour bus
I hear oooh, ahhh
The sidewalks of New York
Is something to watch
Turn the tube off
Get some corn to pop
People, people, people, people I wanna see whose stars
Coins in the street performers food jar

Can you, and you, say New York City?!
(Downtown never looked so pretty)

Which SONY is your favorite one?

Please Leave Me Alone

Suicidal thoughts
Do they always talk?
Do they ever listen?
Can I be happy for 5 minutes?
Please leave me alone
Go bother someone else, no, don’t
Because it makes my heart shatter
To read about McKenzie Adams
Are you mad this poem I wrote
Before your little suicide note
Please leave me alone
Don’t you see me on the phone?
Talking to a stranger about you
I know it’s the easy way out, cool
I must admit
Your kind of thinking is attractive
I think about you twice a day, you’re a habit
I wanna kick you, not the bucket
So many things I wanna do on that list, number 15,418 you will love it
Can you at least leave me alone in public?
Especially when I’m at work
I know you think I’m only saying that because I’m an introvert
I know I ain’t nobody’s daddy but Su’
I’m somebody’s son, someone’s brother, Ant and Chh uncle
He wants to live with me and play video games
But I can’t even take care of myself, oh what a shame
They say every time somebody die a child is born
I really thought about doing it on my birthday but got a text that left me torn
Of all days my niece came into the world
And I didn’t wanna rob her of that bond on her future birthdays, just yesterday your mama was my little girl
Can you hear that you suicidal maniac?
Can you leave me alone now?
All you heard was my zodiac?
If I don’t do it the cancer will attack?
Now … why you had to go and remind me of that?
If you was a person I would call you mean
If you was a person I would call you me (And!)

Remaining posts for 2018:

  • Pleasure Bunny (December 21st @ 9PM)

  • Sidewalks of New York: Part 2 (New Years Eve)