We're not going to lie to you, avid A to Z readers: We love Lady Gaga more than we're comfortable admitting in broad daylight. She taught us ignore the hipsterification of, well, everything. She gave us universal permission to embrace our latent slutty sides, dust ourselves in glitter and rejoice in guilty-pleasure pop. She made it okay to look like a girl in drag. We've always loved Rilke, but somehow, Gaga's love of Rilke and corresponding tattoo legitimized our appreciation of the Austrian poet. We've always had a serious girl crush on Beyoncé, and Gaga made that okay too. Gaga loves whiskey and men and Bowie, and we love whiskey and men and Bowie. Gaga is us, and we are her. So you'll have to forgive us for obsessing even further, we've culled a few of her choice tweets from 2010, highlighting the bizarre, the humorous and delightfully wacky side of the 24-year old's well-produced persona. Love her or hate her -- you know where we stand -- Gaga is the hardest-working woman in music.
A middle finger is more New York than a corporate ambush. I bleed for my hometown, and I'd die for my fans.
All is well at MEN ARENA,feel free to wear your coke cans proud in hair. Security has been reprimanded for censoring little monster freedoms
Love is like a brick. You can build a house, or you can sink a dead body.
I need to harness my wine etiquette this tablecloth looks like valley forge
Watch very closely as the magical angel and I are swallowed by the rainbow twister, and left stranded on the Glitter Way.
time to drink a bottle of wine and sketch for the new tour. st.louis was brilliant. there's eyeliner on my knee, and blood on my elbow.shady
Seems as though my twitter was hacked yesterday. I could be angry, except I secretly love how psychotically smart my fans are.
Just saw three little monsters walk out of a chapel across the street from arena. Pre-monsterball confession or Easter? AMAZING. SO TWISTED.
In a Pub in England, ruining bar napkins with lyrics and memories. Dreams are never weak like we are, drunk or sober.
pretty genius, big huge man banging on the car window outside the arena, trying to sell me scalped tickets to my own show. yoouuu skalliwag
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