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…

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when i was a young millennial who was struggling with my sexuality,
i needed to hear “good luck, babe!” by chappell roan.

i heard it recently and it was like finding a lifeline.
she’s singing a Foxhole anthem of our young,
gay,
and dealing with the confused in love and lust.
the song tells the story of a lesbian who falls for another girl,
but that girl’s pretending to be straight.
“good luck, babe!” is chappell’s way of saying:

“You can’t suppress who you really are but I hope it all works out with the straights!
You’ll always fantasize about me but I hope things work out in your dead end relationship with home girl!”

with that gem of comfort and acceptance,
and because music is a solace for many of us during the good and bad,
i have to ask…

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