it's 2016, and everything i say henceforth applies from now until the end of britney's life:
flop singles.
flop albums.
zero acclaim.
no respect
embarassing, talentless dancing.
zero live vocals, still lipsyncing to 1990s cds
old, wrinkly
no interviews
no nothing.
the army has literally NOTHING to look forward to from britney every again, except for candids of her getting starbucks. Stanning britney is like stanning for nothing, it's like stanning for air. take a deep breathe, and you will have the equivalent of everything the army will receive from britney from this moment onwards until her death, just a fleeting puff of empty air.
the one old dirty crumpled up receipt from between the couch-cushions they have is that she sold 100 million copies of some forgotten album in the 90s.
When do we find out the fate of Kesha Rose and Doctor Luke?
The ruling on the temporary injunction she filed for is supposed to be out this week--I believe on Monday or Tuesday--but as for the ultimate fate of her record deal, that's not to be decided on for a long while. I don't believe the trial has actually even started yet.
her mental state is her own personal business. it's her "music" career that's up for public disection and consumption. if i was a britney stan i'd be way more insulted by daily reminders of her flop receipts than the fact that she's retarded or whatever
