“Growing up, I could never find my name on any of those license plates or lunchboxes. Now, I know what it was for — to start my own network.”—Oprah on why I (note the double R in my name) should start my own TV network
Today I felt like I was drowning under the pressure of life’s expectations. Amidst the feelings of uncertainty and anxiety was this moment of clarity where I saw exactly how I wanted my life to be, and suddenly, I could breathe again. I’m putting that image in a mental locket and keeping it close.
Fun gestures are exchanged And the organ starts to play a song that sounds like a death march And I am hiding in the curtains It seems that I was uninvited by your lovely bride-to-be
She floats down the aisle like a pageant queen But I know you wish it was me, you wish it was me Don’t you?
You may be thinking that this was found on one of those notes made up of cut out magazine letters, but no; these are the lyrics to the number one song on iTunes. Srsly? Is the song about the restraining order that followed going to be your next single, Taylor Swift?