Five years ago tonight, I went on stage with Britney at the VMAs. I was 16, and I had pink hair and my legs were too long for the rest of my body. I wore silver pants and fell flat on my ass during the performance ( Read more... )

Ugh. Weekend. Not the best. Not really fun at all, if I'm to be honest. Not that I blame the company, it's really all on me. I'm not exactly a joy to be around lately ( Read more... )

Wow. I'm shocked. No really, I swear. This is my shocked face. I've never been so shocked in all my life. Only, you know, not ( Read more... )

Sometimes I wish it was as easy for me to turn off my emotions as it is for some other people. But then again, I guess if the emotions never really existed, it's not really that difficult ( Read more... )

You know what's more amazing than the lies we tell each other? The lies we tell ourselves.

I've been doing that for a long time now. I'm not going to be doing it anymore.

And I think this is the first, and hopefully the last, time that I've ever said, "Wow, my mother was right." I'm sure she'll be thrilled.

( and the ooc note. )

You know, I will never understand some people. But I guess that's ok, cause if I understood them, I'd probably be as fucked up and stupid as they are. Irony is such a great thing, though ( Read more... )

Ugh. So much hate.

Happy birthday JC.

Yeah, it's a day late, but you were in hiding somewhere yesterday anyway, so I don't think it really matters.

Either way, hope it was a good one.

I hate JC. And I hate Justin. And, Justin? Whatever bendy thing you've been practicing? It better be damn good.

That is all.

Yeah, I can be bitter and jealous sometimes ( Read more... )