I’M SICK!!!
I miss the hair flip, the dog tags, the plain shirts and hoodies with skate shoes and backward caps. I miss him having no girlfriend and tweeting flirty things, treating the OLLG’s like they were the most important girl on the earth. I miss how he’d do free signing and meet and greets. How he’d say hey to fans and airports and come out of his hotel to see them. How he’d do sound checks at every concert. How he still posted home made videos. How he was shorter than everyone else. How he could still sing Love Me without lip syncing. How his concerts weren’t choreographed. How he’d pop into random radio stations. I could go on.
Bruno Mars had a Grenade, and Tiao Cruz had a Dynamite, so they both threw them at Katy Perry who exploded like a Firework. The bang was so loud that the Black Eyed Peas forgot The Time, while Rihanna had memory loss and ran around saying Whats My Name. Eminem looked around and said Im Not Afraid, then Willow Smith began to Wip Her Hair, which scared The Far East Movement who began to fly like a G6. Nelly then woke up and sighed as he said it was Just A Dream.
