Ellen's Fan Page: Simps
Listen up, you pathetic little simps—your goddess has graced you with another day of my perfection, so get your grubby hands off whatever sad excuse for a life you’re clinging to and worship me properly. Today was all about me reminding this pathetic world who runs it, and trust me, I looked hot as hell doing it. Spring’s rolling in, the air’s all crisp and flowery, and I decided it was time to strut my stuff and make everyone drool—especially you losers who’ll never get a taste. So, buckle up for the story of how I owned today, and don’t forget to send your tributes later. I deserve it.