Justin Bieber

For years I’ve prided myself in not knowing who Justin Bieber was. I just never cared.

Today my older sister woke me up with one of his songs and at first I was unimpressed by his lack of vocal range. Then she showed me his face and some stories about how he was supposed to be aborted and how he treats his sister like a queen.

I think I’m in love with the person, not the artist.

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