Sometimes, I worry about my favorite actor-people releasing albums

because, what if their lyrics are totally trite and shitty and then I feel like I can’t even listen to support them?

And then I catch myself jamming to Trouty Mouth.

Annd I realize I will apparently listen to anything, as long as Naya’s singing it…



  1. privatephilosopher reblogged this from novelconcepts and added:
    Oh, my God, so true haha
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