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Give me more.
I want the future. Gaga. Fashion. Technology. Dance. New York. Music. Pop culture.
I want the fame. I can't hear you. Can you hear me? Evolution is coming, and I want... we want... you deserve, the future.
My name is Lady GaGa and this is my Hausssssssss.


March 7th with wifey.
Pretty broke at the moment. Bought The Fame Monster Super Deluxe Edition.
But I'm pleased my exams are over. For the mean time.

Partyyy this Saturdayyy. Haha. Carving a pineapple. ^.^
Go watch Bad Romance video.
It's so inspiring.
I shall go do some art soon... Lyrics, writing, drawing, idk what. But I will do it.

Brush, brush, brush away, Candy. What is it that you search for? Oh dear.
I've been brushing for hours... just to make sure it's gone.
Haha, I think we can honestly say you've lost your mind.
No. I know exactly where it is.
Really?
In his belly of course!
He left something behind.
A machine.
Hm.
The hub of the city. I was scared at first, I thought. Pop ate my heart. And then he swallowed my brain.
What's left for you to live for?
But then I thought...
Then you thought...?
The fame.



I WANT THE FAME. THE FAME.