Frank Ocean, Boys Don’t Cry

Frank Ocean has been steadily playing with my emotions for well over a year now.

This time last year he was supposed to release his sophomore studio album ‘Boys Don’t Cry.’ Days passed, weeks, months… and nothing. Then a few weeks ago, he posted this picture on Instagram with the hashtag #July2016:

Let’s just zoom in:

That jawn says NOVEMBER FREAKING 13th!!! Bruh, I cannot deal with him. So then I’m thinking okay, he’s just joking because he posted this livestream last night. So I’m hype, right? Wow, I think to myself, he’s going to release it and play it live after all he’s put his fans through. So I click on the livestream and…..

**crickets, crickets**

He really played the hell out of me. I’m literally sitting here watching a video of an empty warehouse. Occasionally, I’ll hear a cough then nothing. Supposedly I missed him cutting wood… I have no idea what’s going on and I’m honestly so offended right now.

Dear Frank,

Stop playing games and drop the damn album.

Sincerely,

Dria