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the only person left who called her by the hideous birthname. She could h8t on her twice—for calling her that, and for naming her that.
    Friends sometimes called her Ree, for ReeRee (the singer’s nickname tho Rihanna spelled it
RiRi
; Rihanna’s closest friends/family called her Robyn). Every girl at middleschool had a mad crush on the Rihannaissance Woman, with different cliques having different ogle alerts: Rihanna fashionwatch, (secret)body(spray)watch, hair&wigwatch, chrisbrownwatch, S&Mwatch. Ree liked RiRi way more than Nicki—Nicki was awesome, she was genius, an amazing actress, a
comedienne
, OMG that song
shitted on em
was so hardcore
,
LMFAO, but Nicki was kind of cartoony, she liked being cartoony, all that Barbie stuff + she had that cartoony Kardashian ass—but Rihanna was a
woman
, not that Nicki wasn’t but maybe Rihanna was
more
of a woman. Sometimes it was just too hard to relate to Nicki, like she was moving too fast or whatever, but you could always relate to Rihanna, or aspire to be like her, or relate to aspiring to be like her. Plus she was more upfront sexier than Nicki, or maybe it’s just that she was more upfront about sex period, you never really heard too much about Nicki’s hookups, maybe Nicki had some hangups, but Rihanna was
out
there. ReeRee & her friends didn’t like what Chris Brown did but they all
loved
Chris Brown & didn’t care if they were fucking again as long as he didn’t hit her, everyone thought it was swank when Rihanna changed the restraining order so it wouldn’t interfere with Chris performing at award shows Rihanna was at because before she changed it he couldn’t be like within 100 yards of her meaning he couldn’t even go to the same award shows she went to even if he was nominated, swank that she could move on & swank that she told all the hashtag h8trs to
back the fuck off
. Besides, no one could dance like Chris flying thru the air on the VMA, Reeyonna’d been getting stoned and watching that performance every day for a year now——& that youtube of him dougie-ing OMG it made her cum,
Sex in the air
I like the smell of it
, she was sure they’d get back together one day, a fairytale that began grimm but frogprinced in the end, Ree just wished she’d seen the hacked foto of his dick Chris sent her to make nice but Rikki couldn’t find it on the Internet.
    One day ReeRee wanted to be in a magazine with perfect abs, perfect tits, perfect tatts. Rihanna had about 20 of them so far, she & Chris Brown got matchings, how awesome was that, hers was on the back of her neck, his behind his beautiful little ear. She kept it after he beat on her but added more stars. How awesome was that. (She loved the idea of getting asomewhere, maybe near her pussy, she loved the Marilyn quote Lindsay had
everyone’s a star and deserves the right to twinkle,
Lindsay had aon her wrist too and a
live without regrets
and
clear as a crystal sharp as a knife I feel like I’m in the prime of my life
on her ribs but Rikki said rib tatts hurt like fuck no matter how loaded you got.) Ree had the idea to get one of those totally lifelike portrait tatts of her baby when it was created (the Kardashians used
created
instead of
born
), which was only like 7½ months away, no one but her 2 BFFs even knew she was pregnant, them and her bf Rikki. ReeRee wanted to get her baby’s face on her arm or thigh or even maybe on her ribcage below the tit, they could do tatts of photos so amazingly real and eerie, she saw one on an old
LA Ink
, a gal got her nephew on her shoulderblade, he was thrown from the car & died when they were hit by a drunk——maybe a poem on the ribs that swept below her, like in keltic or Hebrew or maybe in Buddhist, lots of movie stars had those, but how could you even pick a poem, there were so many? The trouble with getting a baby pic or a poem under your tit was one day your tit would sag &