Madonna, a perseguidora

Dear God,
Madonna is stalking me.

I lost my virginity to ‘Like A Virgin’ in the back of my boyfriends pick up truck at 16, and six weeks later I had to tell my Italian father that I was pregnant whilst MTV was blaring ‘Papa Don’t Preach’ in the background. At 18, I lost my faith in religion about the same time Madonna was burning crucifixes, and tried to recreate the sentiment by putting my rosary beads in the microwave. It lacked the drama and ruined my mums microwave. At 22, I got lost for two days in the snow whilst on a skiing holiday and the only thing that kept me alive was playing ‘Frozen’ on repeat whilst hypothermia set in. Finally, last night my new boyfriend and I had sex for the first time, whilst Madonna’s ‘4 Minutes ‘ played on the radio. He came in just under 3 and a half. I know she is in my life for a reason, I am just not sure why. Please send me a sign, preferably before her next single is released.