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Me finally getting Crying in H-Mart via Libby (I dead waited half a year!), only to Google the author and find out I posted her before. Also I have pictures of her I planned on posting. I’m almost done with the memoir, but I needed to see Michelle Zauner’s mother. This woman who had me weeping, weeping like I knew her. That’s when I realized she was the girl in my Karen O is cool as fuck piece! You can tell from her interview with Karen O she’s a fanatic trying to play it cool. Personally I would lose my shit if I met Karen O. Composure out the window. Also after dealing with this misogynistic rockstar asshole boys club, I have a greater respect for female musicians.

Here’s an example, Nikki Sixx took the time to troll Taylor Swift, who has bigger balls than he’ll ever have. Taylor Swift literally risked her life, her soul, to save Selena Gomez (read Taylor Swift’s Soul Switch). Having zero clue if I’d be upset with her and send her too. I couldn’t deny her this request, since she was brave, intelligent and a selfless hero.
Meanwhile Nikki Sixx and the lost boys follow Mick Jagger to their demise, like the little punk bitches they’ve revealed themselves to be. Imagine a psychopath dictating your future. Yet you little bitches took the time to stand up for abusing women. Spend the same time fighting for something that matters, like you use to before you became the establishment you stood up against. You could have just shut the fuck up, now you and your line pay the price. You also could have given me the petty sum of $22,000, instead you helped him right Dave Grohl, Questlove, Ronnie Wood, Guns n Roses, I could go on. Taylor Swift is more rock n roll than all of you scared little bitch boys. After finding out my idols were fraudulent jokes, it made me realize how much women have to endure when the boys club puts their SDE together, to uphold the patriarchy. Mind you I saved his old ass, your king. You should be thanking me. I’m going to learn you, turn you Black and Blue instead. A Goddess promise. PS the most relevant Nikki is Minaj.

Reading this book also made me miss Korean food sooooooooo much, salivating over her food descriptors. Salivating. If you haven’t read it, please do. Via: Rolling Stone Magazine