Miley Cyrus is my spirit animal. I am not sure what that means, but I like to believe it’s some Native tradition that means we are connected at the soul, not that I care so much about being connected to her in anyway but her genitals, and maybe her bank account, because that’s what love is when you’re a broken down money making girl who has been supporting a team of people since you were 12….
She’s hot, she’s reinventing herself now that she’s broken up with her fiance, she’s doing this hip hop thing and taking being the white Nicki Minaj/Rihanna, whoever the fuck else she’s channeling in her pop crap that hip hop guys are eager to participate in, because she pays them to be her friend….and the good news is that she also pays us, via hot pics of herself…
Like a tween girl, I’m a fan.