An Open Letter to Kanye (Or Anyone Who Still Cares About Him)

Dude, Get Help. Do It Now!

Photo by Usman Yousaf on Unsplash

Dear Kanye, or Ye or Whatever You Call Yourself Now,

I don’t like you. I don’t like your music. It’s not my thing. My middle son does. Wait, no, correct that, he did. He did like your work. He did love your work And now he’s over you.



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Misty Rae

4X Top Writer. Former legal eagle. Wife, mother, nature lover, chef, writer and all-around free spirit looking to write her way back to the ocean.