My sexiest Cranberry Britney:
When I saw you strapped down on the stretcher in CNN News like a pig on her way to slaughter house,I was trying hard to hold back my tears.My girlfriend said you're gonna die.I told her to shut the F**K up.The whole town is talking about your possible obituary of 2008.The newspaper wants to sell newspaper,the bit*h wants to be bitchy.Nobody really gives a sh$t an actual human being is dying in front our eyes.
You used to be so bubbly and full of energy.You had the whole world under your feet while you were the Princess of Pop and dating your childhood sweetheart Justin Timberlake.Everything was going so well for you then.I still can't figure out why you and Justin broke up.That guy loved the f**k out of you.You got too much pride. Otherwise you and Justin will probably still be together and none of these sh*ts would happen.I saw your life spiral outta control since then.I knew half of crazy sh*ts you did right after that is because you got hurt really bad for the split and that's your way to deal with it.I remembered one night I saw you crying in your room with the windows open.I felt like I saw something I shouldn't see.I tried to get away from the moment I shouldn't be.You called me into the room and asked me if I think you're crazy.I told you that you're princess and your heart was broken.Princess has pride.For that,nothing will be crazy cause clouds can try to disguise but can't wipe off the beauty of that ultimate star that is you.We talked about Justin,how he could not try his best to win you back and how much you loved him.You felt so vulnerable and You kissed me so passionately.I knew you were trying to kiss Justin's lips on my lips.You were trying to communicate with the unknown.We had passionate sex.I thought I shouldn't take the advantage of you but at least what I could do is to let you do whatever to relieve your pain.I expected to be sacked after that and your pride won't allow someone so humble to dislocate your already chaostic comfort zone.I kind of felt relieved when you finally found whatever reason to send me packing.It's so much pain to see so closely you throwing your life away and there's nothing I can do to help.
After that,I saw you pop up in the headlines everywhere with all the crazy sh*ts you did.I just wish you could finally sort your life out after what you've been through.But when I saw you hook up with Kevin,I knew the shittest Sh*t had just hit the fan.I knew from the start he is a scumbag. He just wants a free ride.He's a gold digger who would never give a firing F**K about your well being.I wished I was proved wrong.But later on I heard The fu*ker's always leaving you with kids while himself's throwing away chunks of your money and partying his foppish as$ away with all the wh0rey hoes.After he literally destroyed your career and pride,he now become the caring angel who got the boys you loved dearly and got all your money with which he hired divorce lawyers to bust your as$ all the way. He's been pumping up Paris Hilton's Hoe the other day and now you're on the edge of your sanity and life. How life can be so f**king unfair?!
I pray to God you ain't gonna die and sort your life out.Your boys need you.Can you leave the world with the boys in the hands of carefree Kevin?I know You could be ten times the parent Kevin could ever be.You just need to sort yourself out.And if it means anything,I still love you as your No.1 fan with you as my superstar.Get Well,My sexiest Cranberry Britney.
