Shopping with Marilyn Manson
Marilyn Manson is a genius, he is such a skinny genius. I don’t mind him being skinny as long as he’s a genius and an anti-christ superstar.
Yes, he hates Jesus. In his songs, he openly relates he doesn’t believe in a god, who he believes, doesn’t exist. Well, I don’t care if he’s an anti-christ superstar as long as he creates good music and he’s one skinny bastard. No wonder Dita Von Teese married him (and then left him). Forget about the sexy Dita Von Teese and face my next question: how would you like to go shopping with Marilyn Manson?
Well, I think you’ll enjoy shopping with Marilyn Manson. Think of all the other guys out there willing to strip naked and get raped only to be with the anti-christ superstar.
If you’ll go shopping with MM, you’ll be looking for some black and white tights.
If you’ll go shopping with MM, you’ll be going to the cosmetics section and find some black or red lipsticks and eyeliners. He won’t be MM without a lipstick or eyeliner.
If you’ll go shopping with MM, you’ll be shopping for some porn movies. What do you expect? He loves profanity! He even made one of his band members watch porn while strumming the strings of his guitar as a form of experiment.
After shopping for eyeliners and lipsticks where will you guys go? How about having dinner with Britney Spears? Imagine MM talking with Britney, asking her to kill herself because she’s too fat and shaving her hair because he wants her bald. I think this is not such an awful sight after all. He can encourage Britney to be a sweet anti-christ pop superstar and then no more fat Britney with Paris Hilton. Anti-christ superstars are supposed to be pale and skinny, at least that’s what my mom told me.
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About The Blog
This blog is a reflection of my struggles to stay sober, creative and relevant for the past eight years. I deal with my very minor (perhaps imaginary) social anxieties through blogging about beauty products that I bought compulsively and conquering awkward feelings whenever I face the camera to awkwardly share my fashion outfits.
It's orgasmic to finally let go of my thoughts and live different lives. Adios. May you find solace in other realms of the universe.