Collin geekily snorts while printing out pages of Stand Your Ground in grayscale– he's above color.
"Rihanna's tour is doing underwhelming numbers"
"Frih won't outsell BEYONCÉ"
...
THUD!
Collin slams down a thick, red "STAN WAR'D" stamp down on the sheet of paper in an asperger'd fashion.
Ugh are the Cumty stans still angry that Kesha can sing on key (as proved by her 70,000+ attendance Coachella appearance) and doesn't sound like a dying gerbil live?
Ugh are the Cumty stans still angry that Kesha can sing on key (as proved by her 70,000+ attendance Coachella appearance) and doesn't sound like a dying gerbil live?
Ugh are the Cumty stans still angry that Kesha can sing on key (as proved by her 70,000+ attendance Coachella appearance) and doesn't sound like a dying gerbil live?
katy brushes her hair in her vanity slowly, before coming
out on to the stage. she's in Brussels today. "KAATY!" loud,
piercing kid shrieks. "they love mee!" she thinks, happy.
"i love
being a good role model," *fixes tit, makes it look larger.*
as she brushes she finds a grey hair. "AHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!NO."
she SEVERELY plucks it out of her scalp. "YOURE FIRED."
she yells at a miscellaneous man wiping the floor; latino.
"NO COMPRENDE DUMBASS?" she tackles him to the
floor. a small squad of worried doctors scramble to Katy
attacking the man, SHOVE syringes of xanax into her neck.
She really hates her career, huh?
I was kidding when I said can she gross 100m before but now I'm serious 
