Beyonce’s a cunt. There’s nothing really more I can say about her. It’s just that when I see the faces she’s making when she performs, with such intensity that reminds me of the drama kids I used to beat the fuck out of who thought what they were doin’ actually mattered, like it actually had purpose and was art and not some pile of shit waste of fuckin’ time that even their parents laughed at, I mean until they were able to leverage shit and take it to a bigger scale where they made millions doing it, givin’ them the last laugh, unfortunately without their pants on, because seriously no one wants to see this bitch with her pants off, no homo….except maybe her husband, but even he fucks other pussy to forget what he’s locked himself into, while she forces us to only blame ourselves and each other for buyin her records and creating this monster….
I need a nap badly…
