Hello ladies...
No, I didn't go to the show tonight, nor will I go to the show tomorrow...
1) I'm on an ultra tight budget, and I'd rather not give money to a man who will most probably use the cash on ugly shoes, or a down payment on the Q's
awesome new Beemer...
(well, that and my solidarity with fat cutter goth bitches everywhere, although I'm none of those things-except a bitch
)
*dripping with sarcasm*
2) How, pray tell, will I perpetuate the fantasy that him and I are *meant to be together
forever* if I'm exposed to the Q's ignominious smoke scented presence? Hmm?
(cigarette smoke makes me physically ill-no joke)
3) I fucking
hate New York with a powerful hatred. Seriously, I wouldn't visit, much less live there, even if they paid me...I would rather go to Jersey. That says a lot.
(Sorry to all Jersey inhabitants, but it's true)
Wow, there's not much else to say, is there? Even baggin' on the Q is becoming boring.
After these shows, it's over. done. dead.
As Jesus Christ himself uttered before giving up the ghost...It Is Finished.
P.S.- We should all just line up, lips already puckered, to kiss the happy newlyweds' asses, because, after all, it's not
us that have to like her to make it work between them-like I've said before, adversity just adds fuel to the fire. >sigh< Sincerely seems like he's been completely and utterly blindsided by "lurve".
(b the w, I'm kidding about the kissing of the asses)
Oh, what bliss lies in store for the hateful gossips who will most probably be dancing with glee when the apparently inevitable divorce is announced...he won't be much of a god then, living in a rented cumstained post porn shoot bungalow in the Hills while the Q hosts sexy parties in what was once his house. (That is, if he's foolish enough to marry her w/o a pre-nup)
This one's for you, Trent
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x71q_cU0g4o
I know, I know...it's from his own catalogue, but nothing fits better. Seems like he's doing it 'cause it will hurt so
good.
Self destruction isn't cool after you're past 30 yrs old...but I guess he wants to do it before the ones who are allegedly out for his blood get to him
Maybe after all this is over he won't have to "act" emotional or intense after all, he'll have plenty to draw from when he looks at his bank statements...
for his sake, I hope this is all a tasteless joke, but it doesn't look like it.
P.S.S.-This blows. Why is my fascination with a man, any man, whether he be a million miles away or right in front of me, directly proportional to how much of an asshole he is?
>runs away crying<