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Then don’t read it anymore. Case dismissed.
I’m just happy the record is coming out in January so it doesn’t roofie my year end list.
I was under the impression that is was a delightful brunch dish.
God, do I hate brunch.
Is me absolutely detesting Grimes’ “Go” misogynist, too, I wonder? I like some of her tunes, I just think that one isn’t any good.
Like an ever-watchful hawk of the indie pop stratosphere, Grimes is here to defend beliefs:
I’m playful and mysterious with sugar.
Fuck word quota currently being met.