
dear diary,
i finally got to 15 followers on tumblr. i’m trying really hard to not let the fame get to my head but it’s difficult. today some lady at the supermarket asked me if i wanted paper or plastic bags and i just f*****cking lost it i am too famous for her questions. i can’t believe i haven’t been asked to do a magazine cover yet. i feel like it is coming soon.

“smile on your face even though your heart is frowning”
look at his eyes, just look at them. they’re screaming “why do you all hate me?” and thats a question I don’t think I’ll ever be able to answer correctly. everytime someone asks me who my favorite artist is I of course say Justin Bieber proudly. The normal response? “I said an artist, not a talentless fag” or “oh what a fag” or “that’s not music”.
i will never understand the amount of hate he gets. sure, justin can be cocky and conceited but he can also be incredibly generous and kind. the microscope he’s under is massive and every little thing he does is criticized by haters AND beliebers.
this needs to stop before Justin reaches his breaking point, because we have no idea what will happen when he hits it. i worry for him because i love him and his music. he saved me, i think it’s time for us to save him.
