When I was young I used to be super self-conscious about my Mariah Carey obsession. I mean, in 7th grade when all of my friends were listening to dumb crap like Blink and Limp Bizkit, I was thinking Glitter was the cat's snuggie. But it's not like I could really go around Catholic school talking that shit uppp... So it wasn't until last week when I chilled with this awesome/chic lesbian dominatrix with an out and proud Mariah obsession that I realized cool and interesting people love Mariah Carey too so I can just get over it and come out:
Memoirs of an Imperfect Angel is the only thing I've listened to in 2 weeks.