Lord. At the 1:15 mark when her army of Keshas are twerkin' for their supper, and she just kind of saunters away because CHER.
Julian Assange is so jealous right now.
So, her entire online personal narrative reads like one of those fantastically annoying Facebook status updates that girls I went to high school with like to post, typically about something utterly mundane, in order to seem pensive and deep?