TMZ just posted pictures of Justin Bieber and my slutty pig whore of a girlfriend Selena Gomez leaving OUR f--king International House of Pancakes yesterday arm-in-arm.
Yes, OUR f--king IHOP. 13th and Walnut Street in Philly. Right across from the Scorpio adult bookstore. OUR Scorpio adult bookstore.
I knew that they were both in Philly, because they were both to perform at the Q102 Jingle Ball.
The waitresses at IHOP said that they were all cuddly, holding hands and sh-t. That really pisses me off. Not that I ever said that we were going to be exclusive to one another. I mean, I suggested it when I asked her out on her Facebook page. It was really cute: I wrote, "I want you to be my girlfriend, and go steady with you. Don't respond to this is you agree, and delete it if you really are in love with me.
And she showed me that she was really in love with me.
Cheating whore.
