Dear Tabloid P,
I’m not going to talk about it. WILL NOT talk about it. must. not. talk. about. it. I’ve put myself on a news blackout. Except for just a second—I can’t stop relating to her craziness. I don’t need an explanation for this behavior: I TOTALLY GET IT. Which is why I can’t talk about it. I just can’t go around being all, “Dude, she’s a sister. Brits and I? We get the cruelty of the world. And also? We know just how to face it head on: have a completely ridiculous breakdown, involve as many people as possible, and wait to be saved. Preferably by a man”. So tell me, dear P, which celebrity has caught your attention these days?
Snuggling with US magazine,
p.
I’m not going to talk about it. WILL NOT talk about it. must. not. talk. about. it. I’ve put myself on a news blackout. Except for just a second—I can’t stop relating to her craziness. I don’t need an explanation for this behavior: I TOTALLY GET IT. Which is why I can’t talk about it. I just can’t go around being all, “Dude, she’s a sister. Brits and I? We get the cruelty of the world. And also? We know just how to face it head on: have a completely ridiculous breakdown, involve as many people as possible, and wait to be saved. Preferably by a man”. So tell me, dear P, which celebrity has caught your attention these days?
Snuggling with US magazine,
p.
p.s. soon to come: Oscar chit chat. Don’t pretend like you don’t like this game. Okay, pretend—humor me.
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