This would matter if Big Sean’s songs weren’t boring as hell.
This would matter if Big Sean’s songs weren’t boring as hell.
Just when I thought I couldn’t be more annoyed with her.
At this point, Frank Ocean is gonna have to plan a parade to my house, present the new album on a golden pillow accompanied by gold-plated Beats, and sit down next to me while I listen through it AT LEAST twice before I believe him.
You are a treasure.
Wow. I’m suddenly not attracted to him anymore.
This is exactly my problem with her. Like sometimes she is on point, but most of the time it’s just a hot mess and she needs to be quiet. Like you cannot call out racist bullshit and then spew racist bullshit; otherwise, you’re missing your own point. And her constant use of slurs and homophobic language is, to sum…
I do sometimes agree with her blunt view on racism in America, but most of the time, I wish she would 100% stop talking
“However, I have a television, and I don’t respect ancient Rome.”
That Starbucks story came up on my local area radio this morning.
I scrolled past this article on Facebook and then scrolled right the fuck back up, because gotdamn.
Filed to: DYING CAREERS
Tom? I put your ass on notice last week. Final warning for you to come get your son.
This is one of the best mic drops I’ve ever read.
Can I please be invited to your wedding? Please?