Rita Ora is so fucking boring to me. She’s just a bootleg Rihanna, and not just because they are both the same shade of ethnically obscure beige, but because they are popstars trying to to hit up the same market, and unfortunately for Rita Ora, Rihanna has already has that covered…so Ora, the UK version of Rihanna, who lives in America because she’s trying to make it with her label, her team, and the various producers she fucks…and I still can’t name one of her songs…
But I can describe her tits, their size, the way they hang, and I don’t even care about tits, because that’s all she has going for her, at least that’s all she allows the world to think she has going for her, since she uses them in everything she does…from obscure Canadian fashion mags, to events…just click the Rita Ora tag on this site for a sample…because anytime I write about her it’s the same shit, her tits…big tits…trying to be Riahnna but failing…but what else am I supposed to write about…her answers to interview questions like she fucking matters…I mean really…the tits are what matters…we’ve established that…
