If I was a famous author I would publish a book with ten different endings which all went to print with varying degrees of rarity, but not tell the fans about it so that I could watch their confusion as they disagree over how the story ended. Then when they figured it out I would ‘come clean’, telling them that I had released eleven alternate endings and watch them panic again as they all try to find the last ending.
This is perfect.
Do you ever listen to a song a hundred times and then you hear one line that you’ve heard before but never really payed attention to you and you realize “holy shit, that’s my life in a lyric” and then you just wanna write it everywhere and scream it across rooftops and get it tattooed on your forehead
I hope when you die you get to see your stats like how many times you laughed or told a lie or kissed or how many people loved you and how many people hated you and what you meant to people