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Whenever bored and questioning what in the world is happening to (Insert name here) I just go for it. Therefore when I'm having a flashback to the good old days (2012) when Alexandra Stan and I were best friends and we hit it and bumped it everyday, I said to myself what is Alexandra up to?
I'm emotionally distraught to discover that she's just getting out of the hospital. Her manager physically assaulted her to the point where she had to be hospitalized. What fresh hell is this? Even, the most prolific abuse case in the entertainment industry didn't end up with Rihanna in the hospital.
Now Alexandra I need you to read what I'm saying and leave that sorry piece of half a man and find yourself a new manager. The man only gave you one world wide hit with Mr. Saxobeats and that didn't even become that big of a hit in the United States (And as everyone knows we're only country that counts). Therefore, not only is he bad for you physically, the man isn't making bank for you.
If he was multi-billionaire Richard Branson, we may have to consider our options wisely before taking that man to court, but we can leave some unknown manager who isn't dipping and doing it for you the way he needs to.
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Apparently this little case of domestic violence has delayed the album tentatively titled “Saxobeats II” that was due out last year (In honor of Alexandra and her problems I will not comment on the ridiculousness of that title and instead simply let you know that it is indeed ridiculous and she needs to change it. I'm personally thinking it should be called “Glitz. Glamour. Fun.”). Not only have you hurt my girl Alexandra Stan, but you've also delayed my music.
Boy.
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