Dear Stefani Joanne Angelina Germanotta
I'm writing you cause you are a fool. A fool that makes me suffer.
I stood by your side during good times and bad times. I bought ARTPOP several times and even went to your jazz concert with Tony, where you performed 35 minutes and changed clothes for the rest of the time.
I even ate at your dad's restaurant at the risk of dying by rat poison.
You had the world in your hands in February and you let that moment slip.
Now its Mid-June and it's been raining for weeks here. Germany is flooded too. If only you could help bring back the sunshine with something called "a single".
I've sexted Mark Ronson and even DJWS but didn't get any information. Stop making me suffer and get on with it. Don't be a fool.
But I guess I'm the fool in the end.
Put your monsters up,
ivi
