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October 15, 2013
I spent a better part of my teenhood rallying against the likes of boy bands and teen queens.

Look at them, I'd say. Their bubblegum music is derivative, their style manufactured. I am so above this. I'd inhale from a clove and my like-minded friends would nod over their lattes.

Age has afforded me the appreciation of mindlessness. It hadn't occurred to me that not all pleasurable or worthwhile things had to be deep, or tortuous.

I have been reduced to my basest desires and it is delicious.

YOU ARE NOW NOW ROCKING WITH WIL.I.AM AND BRITNEY, BITCH.