Essentially, what we're looking at is this: Britney Spears shows us a good solid week's worth of muff, and all we get to see on her website is some eerily Heaven's Gate-esque stream of purple shit emanating from a framed nine lines of grammatically incorrect tripe.

Every move I make at this point has been magnified more than I expected, and I probably did take my new found freedom a little too far.

We especially admire her clashing tenses and splitting apart of words, but that's just us.

Untitled [BritneySpears.com]

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