So, if you know me, you know that I have this weird obsession with meeting and becoming friends with Beyonce and Jay-Z. I just wanna get a slice of pizza with them, show Jay-Z how I know every word to 99 Problems (and he would be impressed), and hold little Blue Ivy.
I'm one step closer to my dream this summer. Tickets for Beyonce go on sale next month. It's at a casino, and guaranteed to be super expensive, but nothing stands between me and my dreams of sharing fast food with Bey & Jay.
See...this is how well we would get along:
It's meant to be.
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