
I’ve got the Bieber fever. I am going to hold up a giant placard, with Justin’s name on, outside his St. Kilda hotel, with a thousand other screaming fans. I am going to shout, ‘I love you Justin’. Justin, just touch my hand. Please stand next to me in a coupling photograph. Can I kiss your cheek? Will you look fleetingly into my trembling eyes? Let me hear your Canadian (American) voice, Justin. I do love you.





