You’ve seen her. The woman at the Mexican band’s concert who has fully transcended her human form and become one with the music.The video is everywhere — TikTok, Insta, Facebook, probably even LinkedIn.
But forget the lyrics. Forget the band. Forget who she is. Let’s go Straight to the Comments. Here are some of my favourites:
“Not a fan, but I’ll buy tickets to her concert.”
“She didn’t buy a ticket — she bought a therapy session.
“Some people go to church after heartbreak. She went straight there.
“This is not an audience member. This is the main character.
“He cheated, but at least she got a stadium for the breakup soundtrack.”
“Plot twist: the side chick is also in the audience.”
“Forget tissues, she needs royalties for emotional performance art.”
Because let’s be real: we’ve ALL been her. Maybe not in a stadium with a Mexican band, but in the kitchen at 2 AM with Celine Dion, mascara dripping, middle finger up.
Sometimes heartbreak doesn’t need silence — it needs volume. Preferably maximum volume.
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