I'm fine with The Power of God-Bye, bc that song >>>
But at least I got to live through the release of Beautiful Stranger, I'm sure it had an affect on me even though my mom force fed me Shania Twain as a kid (not complaining 'bout that either tho).
and don't be so ageist Mike, you should be glad us kids will to still be here to stan Madonna when you're decomposed and dusty in your coffin with your wife laying next to you
and don't be so ageist Mike, you should be glad us kids will to still be here to stan Madonna when you're decomposed and dusty in your coffin with your wife laying next to you
I don't want to be buried. I want to be cremated and the ashes scattered in front of Madonna's triple wide townhouse. On 81st Street. On the island of Manhattan. Where I live. Not in Ireland.
I don't want to be buried. I want to be cremated and the ashes scattered in front of Madonna's triple wide townhouse. On 81st Street. On the island of Manhattan. Where I live. Not in Ireland.
I wanna be cremated too
But don't do my henny Ireland like that Mike. I know it's a shithole but you don't have to remind me of how eager I am to get out of here and head to NYC.
I don't listen to ILNY religiously for nothing.
And I'll see you when I turn up to Times Square w/ 35$ in my pocket in a few years! I can't wait to see your smoking hot gf!
Ok.
So, according to "the rule" I'm This Used To Be My Playground.
Still great tho.... a #1 peaking timeless song..... lightyears better than Human Nature or any other flop single that failed to even peak inside Billboard's Top40 tbh
But don't do my henny Ireland like that Mike. I know it's a shithole but you don't have to remind me of how eager I am to get out of here and head to NYC.
I don't listen to ILNY religiously for nothing.
And I'll see you when I turn up to Times Square w/ 35$ in my pocket in a few years! I can't wait to see your smoking hot gf!
A mess. Do not come to Times Square. Literally the most irrelevant place on Earth let alone NYC.
Speaking of smoking hot gfs, I found out today that a girl I used to believe I was in love with now has a boyfriend who is apparently bigger and hotter than I am. I wasn't jealous at all, and I couldn't believe it. I definitely would have thought I'd be jealous. But when she told me, there was a second where I didn't even remember the way I used to feel for her. And then another second where I remembered and was like "oop. Am I jealous? NopeT." I'm happy for her because she's a kind, beautiful girl and she seems happy.
I want to be cremated and the ashes scattered in front of Madonna's triple wide townhouse. On 81st Street. On the island of Manhattan. Where I live. Not in Ireland.