Miley Cyrus is a pumpkin artist, some may even call her a visionary or an idiot savant with no formal art training but who creates such masterpieces…on her canvas that is pumpkins…work, if you can even call it that, that involves a girl getting eaten out by another girl, fun and a dude fucking a girl from behind, topped up with 420 with a Marijuana leaf…that you’d expect to find on some dude’s pick-up truck in middle America cuz weed is so cool…
People are giving her attention, thinking she’s so wild and crazy and naughty, while I would just be driving through Hollywood looking for the house these are outside of, to try to perform the pumpkin acts on Miley, since I think she’s amazing.
I am not really one of those people who cares that her fan base is 12, and that this is too crazy for them to be exposed to, because this is the internet, and girls lose their virginity at 9 years old now…
We’re all fucking desensitized, broken, some of us are just better at monetizing it…and if anything all this does is make me sad that Festive Miley isn’t craving pumpkins in my bed, and by carving pumpkins I mean showing me to twerk…on my face…
Either way, I am a fan of her “My parent’s are getting divorced, I am some kind of money making puppet, I’m so broken and rebelling cuz I didn’t have a childhood” hustle…It’s porn to me…pumpkin porn….to me…I just hope she roasted the seeds.