These are some pretty gay fairy pics of Rihanna on the beach, prancing around like some kind of poofter who just graduated his interior design college program with honors, or just walked out of the AIDS clinic negative after a night of hard fucking raw dog in a bathouse after too many Cosmos, poppers, and Tina…..skipping around like you just want to cunt punch her to make her sit down…and these pictures would have been so much better if they were a tribute to her life after she succombed to a terminal illness she suffered the way we’ve suffered by being polluted by her music…Maybe that was a little extreme, but I know there’s something twisted about how she went from Barbado Trashman’s trash to a spread in Vogue like she matters…something went down and I can only blame secret societies, cover-ups and teenage prostitute scandals…whatever…here are the pics…. FOLLOW ME
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Rihanna for Vogue US April Edition of the Day
