I just, like, don’t have any words right now. What are words anyway? Mere pictures painted by the tongue? What is a tongue? A mere… picture painted… painted by your mouth… and stuff?
Sorry for all the flawless free-verse, but I’ve been in a bit of a mental and emotional tailspin ever since I saw this photo of Justin Bieber taken at amfAR’s 21st Cinema Against AIDS Gala during the Cannes Film Festival. I just feel like…
…We need to talk about this photo of Justin Bieber.
Am I the only one who felt compelled to stare at this picture, which the “Confident” singer Instagrammed earlier today? There’s something mesmerizing, and I just can’t look away.
Maybe it’s the lighting? Perhaps the angle? He just looks so much more grown up all of a sudden, as if his face has been morphed with Johnny Depp’s, Colin Farrell’s, or Chad Michael Murray’s. Perhaps a poem will help me solve this riddle.
Justin Bieber went to Cannes.
Justin Bieber became a man.
End of poem.
THAT SOLVED NOTHING.
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