i’m so annoyed at this story.

when chappell roan first started,
i was really into her first album.
it is a fuckin’ masterpiece.

pink pony club.
coffee.
casual.
my kink is karma.
“good luck, babe” is definitely on my life soundtrack.

i respected her story too about being overlooked,
dropped,
then coming back like:

“watch this.”

i love a good underdog moment.
somewhere along the way tho,
something started being sus with her.
i couldn’t figure it out first,
but she started to feel…
off.

the interviews
the tension with reporters
the drag makeup felt more like geisha makeup
the “don’t look at me for politics” after speaking on politics
the alleged uncle who is a republican in missouri

it started to feel less underdog and more “karen”.
i started wondering why wasn’t she more humble after being poor and overlooked.
well after her ( x recent antics ),
i guess the public is starting to get sick of her.
it turns out that chappell might actually be wealthy AF…

“Yo,
you see this shit?”

i didn’t see any shit besides watching netflix and YOU.
God,
penn bagdley is so fine.
my white wolf friend directed me to the shit he was fonting about.
i became sick…

i haven’t been writing about my job because i’ve been really happy there.
like,
real comfortable.
some of my co workers have issues,
but i legit mind my business.
they don’t fuck with me because they already know.
well that has all changed in the course of last week.
now i hate it…

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were they just misunderstood?
was cruella de vil just a woman with expensive taste?
was ursula just trying to play match maker for ariel and eric?
what about captain hook?
was he just minding his business when a bunch of flying brats took over his boat?

well shit,
i know one thing?
i learned today!
how much is it this time?
hell i lost count.
same story.
i became cool with someone,
was there for them on their lowest…
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I think it is time to finally say it out loud.

Okay, before you think anything, let me warn you….
It is bad.
Not bad like AIDS or HIV bad.
No, I didn’t kill anyone or attempt to kill.
No running over dogs, cats, or other animals.
I pee standing up and I do not wear wigs.
I only stole once… okay twice… and I got caught and was scarred for life.
(Do you know what they do to pretty Foxes like me in jail?)
No, this is something more serious… or maybe it isn’t….

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Rain drops falling on my head…

They say when it rains; it pours.
You better hope you have your umbrella or you will get soaked.
Right now in the Concrete Jungle, it is pouring.
Who knew it would also be pouring while I am in the house…

We cannot avoid bad things from happening to us.
We can pray, pay tithes, and even command the assistance of a voodoo priestess,
but we will still find ways to land knee deep in bullshit.
But, how do you make it all go by easier?
Or, do we just have to have faith that things will work out for the best?
Why it is so easy to have faith when things are going our way…

…but when it isn’t, we forget it exists?

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