she holds the key.

Do you believe in ghosts?

2011-04-05T23:17:00.001-07:00

hell yes i do.

Ask me anything

What's more important - who you know or what you know?

2011-03-28T19:31:00.001-07:00

in this day and age, unfortunately it's who you know...

Ask me anything

Otep "Drunk On The Blood Of Saints" Official Audio Stream

2011-03-22T12:30:00.000-07:00

watch on youtube @otepofficial

what books/movies would you recommend for me?

2011-03-21T16:32:00.001-07:00

what books/movies would you recommend for me?

Answer here

formspring.me

2011-03-21T11:52:00.001-07:00

ASK ME THINGS I'M BORED AS A BOARD http://www.formspring.me/meechypants

Only one can be queen.

2011-02-27T15:21:00.000-08:00

Bonnaroo!

2011-02-25T16:10:00.000-08:00

The Bonnaroo Music and Arts Festival is a four-day, multi-stage camping festival held on a beautiful 700-acre farm in Manchester, Tennessee every June. Bonnaroo brings together some of the best performers in rock and roll, along with dozens of artists in complementary styles such as jazz, Americana, hip-hop, electronica, and just about any contemporary music you can think of. In addition to dozens of epic performances, the festival's 100-acre entertainment village buzzes around the clock with attractions and activities including a classic arcade, on-site cinema, silent disco, comedy club, theater performers, a beer festival, and a music technology village. For its peaceful vibe, near-flawless logistics, and unrivaled entertainment options, Rolling Stone magazine named this revolutionary entertainment experience one of the 50 moments that changed the history of rock and roll…

Above is a picture of, what can only be described as a utopia for music lovers and hippies everywhere. People come from all over the country to park their cars, RVs, bicycles, whatever got them there, next to their tents or blankets to sleep on, and gather with the millions of other people that they don’t know to enjoy the best three days of music since Woodstock. This generation’s (not to mention the past two generations) hippie-nation gather in the small town of TN to take part in this musical bonding that, for most, bring memories that will last a lifetime, and for others, be another three days that you can’t remember but you KNOW were great…

bully.

2011-02-12T15:24:00.001-08:00

“It’s backwards again!!!” I screamed brutally in my mother’s face. This was the third dress I had tried on and I was already tired. “Just hold on one minute, for christ’s sake” she yelled back, equally as brutal, unless you consider the fact that I was 10 at the time. “There,” she smiled that fake, gritty smile, “you see, it fits.” The dress was woven from, what I could only assume to be, the heaviest fucking wool in the world. It was white, so it was pretty, if you were frigid and or laying in a coffin. “Mom, I’m not wearing this. It’s a Christmas Party.” “And you look like a little snowflake!” She said as she held out the sides of the dress to make sure it was nice and loose. “Can I at least try it on in a smaller size? This is falling off me.” Or it would have been if the shackles around my neck weren’t locked shut. She would always insist on a size up. “No, no. It fits fine. Plus, this way you’ll be able to wear it next year, too.” I fucking hate Christmas.

BONAROO TICKETS

2010-04-25T18:11:00.001-07:00

MARRIAGE IS SO GAY

2009-12-10T15:19:00.000-08:00

new jersey- i know that we didn't really have a chance today (the 21 votes we could have needed were not going to come our way) but i was still hopeful and eager to be the 6th state to ratify same-sex marriage. not like i need another reason to be proud of the new jersey but it would have been nice to know that i could get married. whenever i wanted. starting soon.

anyway- i took time out of my oh so busy life to find contact information for our senators. you can find the general information on my facebook but i took the extra time to find each senators phone number. PLEASE take one minute out of your day to give them a piece of your mind. every voice helps, even the smallest one.

we're going to be pursuing happiness for a long ass time. i don't see the harm in taking one step to make a few more people feel like that happiness is a possibility.

Senator Diane B. Allen Republican Burlington, NJ 08016 (609) 239-2800

Senator Bill Baroni Hamilton Square, NJ 08690 (609) 631-9988

Senator Christopher Bateman Republican Somerville, NJ 08876 (908) 526-3600

Senator James Beach Democrat Cherry Hill, NJ 08003 (856) 489-3442

Senator Jennifer Beck Republican Red Bank, NJ 07701 (732) 933-1591

Senator Anthony R. Bucco Republican NJ 07834 (973) 627-9700

Senator Barbara Buono Democrat Edison, NJ 08820 (732) 205-1372

Senator Gerald Cardinale Republican Cresskill, NJ 07626 (201) 567-2324

Senator Andrew R. Ciesla Republican Brick, NJ 08724 (732) 840-9028

Senator Richard J. Codey Democrat West Orange, NJ 07052 (973) 731-6770

Senator Christopher J. Connors Republican Forked River, NJ 08731 (609) 693-6700

Senator Sandra B. Cunningham Democrat Jersey City, NJ 07305 (201) 451-5100

Senator Michael J. Doherty Republican Washington, NJ 07882 (908) 835-0552

Senator Nia H. Gill, Esq. Democrat Montclair, NJ 07042 (973) 509-0388

Senator John A. Girgenti Democrat Hawthorne, NJ 07506 (973) 427-1229

Senator Robert M. Gordon Democrat Fair Lawn, NJ 07410 (201) 703-9779

Senator Philip E. Haines Republican NJ 08055 (609) 654-1498

Senator Sean T. Kean Republican Wall Township, NJ 07719 (732) 974-0400

Senator Thomas H. Kean, Jr. Republican Westfield, NJ 07090 (908) 232-3673

Senator Joseph M. Kyrillos, Jr. Republican Middletown, NJ 07748 (732) 671-3206

Senator Raymond J. Lesniak Democrat Union, NJ 07083 (908) 624-0880

Senator Fred H. Madden, Jr. Democrat Turnersville, NJ 08012 (856) 232-6700

Senator Kevin J. O'Toole Republican Wayne, NJ 07470 (973) 237-1360

Senator Steven V. Oroho Republican Sparta, NJ 07871 (973) 300-0200

Senator Joseph Pennacchio Republican Pine Brook, NJ 07058 (973) 227-4012

Senator Dana L. Redd Democrat Camden, NJ 08102 (856) 225-9068

Senator Ronald L. Rice Democrat Newark, NJ 07106 (973) 371-5665

Senator M. Teresa Ruiz Democrat Newark, NJ 07104 (973) 484-1000

Senator Nicholas J. Sacco Democrat North Bergen, NJ 07047 (201) 295-0200

Senator Paul A. Sarlo Democrat Wood-Ridge, NJ 07075 (201) 804-8118

Senator Nicholas P. Scutari Democrat Linden, NJ 07036 (908) 587-0404

Senator Robert W. Singer Republican Jackson, NJ 08527 (732) 901-0702

Senator Bob Smith Democrat Piscataway, NJ 08854 (732) 752-0770

Senator Brian P. Stack Democrat West New York, NJ 07093 (201) 861-5091

Senator Stephen M. Sweeney Democrat West Deptford, NJ 08086 (856) 251-9801

Senator Shirley K. Turner Democrat Trenton, NJ 08618 (609) 530-3277

Senator Jeff Van Drew Democrat Cape May Court House, NJ 08210 (609) 465-0700

Senator Joseph F. Vitale Democrat Woodbridge, NJ 07095 (732) 855-7441

Senator Jim Whelan Democrat Northfield, NJ 08225 (609) 383-1388

do yourself a favor, get involved. don't sit idly by and watch our society falter further.

peace&love

this is mind blowing. where can i buy glycerine?

2009-12-07T22:28:00.003-08:00

jon stewart in 2012

2009-12-06T13:15:00.001-08:00

The Daily Show With Jon Stewart

Mon - Thurs 11p / 10c

Gaywatch - Meredith Baxter & New York State Senate

www.thedailyshow.com

Daily Show
Full Episodes

Political Humor

Health Care Crisis

gotta love him.

peace&love

celebrate: world aids day

2009-12-02T22:55:00.000-08:00

world AIDS day has been held on Dec 1st every year since 1988

to raise awareness about HIV and AIDS around the world.

photo: http://i.dailymail.co.uk

Dali, China; Yunam Province | Gay men blow up condoms in a bar to celebrate World AIDS day

"Love your neighbor as yourself." -Mathew 22:39

PEACE&LOVE

this kid is going places...

2009-12-02T22:42:00.000-08:00

will smith's on, jayden, is the new karate kid in, well,

the new karate kid. this kid is going to be more famous than his pop.

also, look at that vert!

via Otep: i am just too lazy right now.

2009-12-01T17:41:00.000-08:00

The week before Thanksgiving, a woman named Michelle Deferio stood on a street corner on Syracuse University campus holding a sign proclaiming that homosexuality is a sin. That required a response, thought Chris Pesto, a junior drama major, who mounted a counterprotest of sorts:

Today (Wednesday, November 18th) I left my voice lesson and noticed two adults on campus holding signs that said “Homosexuality is a sin”. First, I would just like to say that I support people with their own opinions. I think that everyone is entitled to their right to think what they want.

However, when someone comes on my campus, where I pay tuition to live, I don’t think it’s appropriate to rub such a hateful sign in someone’s face. I decided that because this woman thought it was okay to make me feel uncomfortable in my home, I would retaliate and make her feel just as uncomfortable, if not more.

This woman was wearing a ankle-length corduroy skirt, which, as we all know, is a fashion nono. So, in order to make her feel uncomfortable, I stood next to her and held a sign that said Corduroy skirts are a sin! I don’t think I have ever drawn so much attention in my life. SO many people asked to take a picture with me, I got laughs, high fives and there were the few that even cursed off the woman standing behind me.

who does the war hurt... not everyone...

2009-11-30T18:38:00.001-08:00

like- love to my guys and gals over there but come home soon so we can go shopping, k?

peace&love

Happy Holidays

2009-11-28T12:33:00.000-08:00

Kathmandu, Nepal (CNN) -- The two-day ritual slaughter of tens of thousands of animals -- among the world's largest sacrifice of animals -- began Tuesday in southern Nepal, officials said.

About 200,000 animals, including male water buffalo, goats and roosters will be slaughtered, despite protests from animal rights activists, according to the chief priest of the festival.

People from Nepal and India sacrifice animals to the goddess Gadhimai in the Bara district, about 150 kilometers (about one mile) south of Kathmandu, in thanks for wishes granted.

"This is a divine power center," Mangal Chaudhary, the head priest of the Gadhimai temple, said by phone. "When people wish for a son, a job, good health or anything else come true, they make an offering to the Gadhimai goddess."

He expects more than 5 million people -- 60 percent from India, which shares an open border with Nepal -- to attend the festival.

About 15,000 male water buffalo will be slaughtered, up from 12,000 five years ago, said Chaudhary, who is the 10th generation of his family to serve as chief priest.

Water buffalo are slaughtered on the first day, and other animals on the second day.

Government officials say they cannot stop the centuries-old tradition, despite opposition from animal-rights activists from Nepal and India.

"This is a matter of people's religion and belief," said chief district officer Tara Nath Gautam, the highest-ranking government official in Bara.

Animal rights activists say they aren't looking for a sea change.

"We do not expect this practice to stop overnight. A sustained effort is needed so that, sometime, the practice will end," said Nepali animal rights activist Pramada Shah.

Though meat from the sacrificed animals is given to devotees, the hides of water buffalo are taken by the festival management committee to sell. The heads are buried on the temple premises, which spread over three square kilometers, Chaudhary said.

Buffalo is eaten by low castes in Nepal and India, but goat meat is eaten by a wider population.

An estimated 100,000 to 200,000 goats are sacrificed, Chaudhary said.

This is honestly the most disturbing thing I have read recently. Why people feel the need to slaughter animals as a form of celebrating their 'religion' is beyond me. Further, any 'religion' that asks this of it's followers is also beyond me. This "matter of people's religion and belief" is just the government's way of not pissing anyone off. They could easily stop the slaughter (and should) but it would bring an up-rise of, apparently, epic proportion.

I don't pretend to be some sort of animal activist or even a vegetarian (which I view as a lifestyle, not just a choice to not eat meat). I am, however, an activist for DECREASING RIDICULOUS RELIGIOUS PRACTICES THAT KILL HUNDREDS OF THOUSANDS OF ANIMALS. And its not just religious practices. Think of thanksgiving. Yeah, turkeys are pretty ugly and no one seems to care about them. But think about the millions of turkeys that are fed, loaded up with g-knows what kind of chemicals, burned and killed alive and then sold like prizes for $5 a pop. I will reserve my angry banter and leave you with this commercial that NBC wouldn't air. GO PETA!

peace&love

myspace blogs.

2009-11-19T12:53:00.000-08:00

i'm posting a few of my myspace blogs. they weren't so much blogs as much as maniacal rants. but i fear that not enough people were exposed to them so here they are! heed the dates and bear no grudges. enjoy!

SUNDAY, AUGUST 20, 2006
i was rumaging through my accumulation of stuff from the past four years of highschool when i came upon an envelope with a yellow paper stuffed inside. i saw the left handed writing and when i made out the words i needed to gasp for air. it's terrifying the way things work and how you don't even want to remember how to spell my name. the way you said 'i'll love you always and forever' was something you could never forget is now something to be completely forgotten. it's thorns at the bottom of my shoes that like to prick me every so often as i walk and give me that uncomfortable feeling in between my toes. and sometimes i catch myself really late at night dialing your number but never pressing send. i want to know, because i can't remember what went wrong. if it was just some stupid pattern i keep repeating or was it just that one night i lost all self control and you couldn't take it anymore. i blocked it out so well that i just tell myself "whatever," so that i may believe in something. was it really my fault or did it actually just fizzel out on us? and it makes me so angry to realize this now and not then. i ripped up every letter you ever wrote me and broke every picture of you and me. but what could have been expected from a 17 year old girl who wears her heart on her sleeve? what scares me the most is the feeling you made me feel and never finding it again with someone that i can hold closer to my heart than you. if i could ever get that far. what if i missed my chance? what if i'm one of those one out of the 99 that seriously didn't get a clue and lost it? and what now? it's been three years and i still have these stiffiling emotions that i never let out. and the timing? maybe there is such a thing as fate; maybe things really do happen for a reason. and maybe, this time is what i needed to realize what you needed. or maybe there is nothing there at all. maybe i'm completely crazy and just want something so bad that i'm longing for something that was never even there. all i can think about is how happy i was that blissful summer. and how i can't (and haven't) thought of anyone in the same way i have thought about you. and while you'll probably never read this; i simply wrote it for the chance that you might. for the chance that you might stumble upon it hoping to discover the same thing i've been looking for.
god, what a fool i was. hahahah. obviously time is ALLL i needed.

TUESDAY, SEPTEMBER 18, 2007
Being upset about something is completely normal.

As long as that something ACTUALLY is something.

I look in the mirror and all I see is a lowly yet somehow self-righteous fucking pretentious piece of shit staring back at me.
Oh no wait, that's a picture of you.
I don't know why I brought this picture to Europe. This was supposed to be a fresh fucking page in my book. A page free from the scribble of what could have beens and yesterdays.
But instead, I find myself staring at this stupid fucking picture. This ridiculous symbol of something long gone. Or was it something never discovered? Regardless, it's something I no longer want anything to do with. Something that, having since been liberated from, has made me happier than I have ever been.
So where did that happiness go? I'm fairly certain it's still lurking around. It's just waiting for me to get that stupid fucking grin on my face that only you used to give me. I am happy. And its unfucking fair that you have the ability to make me question my happiness. One message from you is enough to send my entire world into a fucking tailspin. Well I'm not going to let you fuck with me anymore.
~~I wish I never met you; I wish you never kissed me.~~ I wish I didn't waste my time and heartache on such a superficial fucking cunt. You're so unbelievably dense and manipulative that you lost yourself in your own game. You don't even know who you are anymore. You once told me that you felt like you had to hide from the rest of the world. So you put up this ridiculous facade of a person who is 'so unique and individual'. Someone who says one thing and does the exact opposite. We, in the intellectual world. call that a hypocrite.
But wasn't it you who called me a hypocrite? Didn't you persecute me for my feelings for you when you initiated them in the first place? After you made me fall for you, you completely fucking ripped out my heart. As soon as I got too close, you'd play that same game you always do.
I wonder if you practice it; your speech that is. How many girls have you let down that way? Are you completely fucking heartless? Or are you just terrified of anything that could be real? You taught me a lot about myself; and of course, I have no regrets.
I wish I had the balls to say this to your face. To let you know how you've made me feel. But you wouldn't even care. I doubt that you would take anything I say to heart let alone give me the time of day.
Well, if you did read this, I hope you fucking heard me. I hope you feel like the fucking scum that you know you are. I think it's pretty fucked up the way you mess with people's hearts over and over again. Luckily for me, I've been the object of your fucking mind games once, and I wouldn't let it happen again.
Although, for some fuck's reason, I can't stop thinking about you and I don't fucking know why. Perhaps it's the atmosphere of being in a foreign country; another first. Clean slates and clear paths. No one to stop me or to hide from. Is that what the problem was? I don't care, anyway.
This experience is a once in a life time one and I refuse to let your memory ruin it for me. This is my closure. This is how I move on with my life and become a happier person. This is how I let people in and stop pushing people away. Misery is a butterfly; you used to love that song. And whenever I hear that song I will think of you. Take that as you may.
While I would like to say that I wish you nothing but sorrow and the pain that you will undoubtedly cause many more, I can't ... I won't. I hope you find what you're looking for. And I hope you will be very happy in however you decide to spend your life.
So over it.
hahahaha clearly i was NOT over it. i remember writing this at like 4am in copenhagen. little did i know that this (the situation above) would absolve itself and the subject and i would come to be friends again. i learned a lot from you and probably have a lot to thank you for. but i won't. because you hurt me. and i'm a bitch like that :)

WEDNESDAY, JULY 2, 2008

I know that my life probably seems effortlessly perfect from the outside looking in. People probably wonder why I complain so much or what could possibly be so terrible as to why I'm so miserable all of the time. And the truth is, I wonder the very same thing. As far as I am concerned, I have a great life. I'm not too shabby in the intelligence department. I'm pretty motivated once I know what I want. I have amazing friends who vie to stay in my life and would do anything for me regardless of how woe-is-me I can get or how brutal I am to them. I have an amazing brother who is the mirror image of my soul; and he's my best friend. I have amazing, generous parents who have spoiled me rotten. And I have had loved ones who have told me that I could never be spoiled by anything.
So what's left? Why am I so sad all the time? The thought of being with someone makes me utterly nauseous and only because I don't want to disappoint them. I picture you in the sun wondering what went wrong. I don't want them to need me in their lives because then I have the ability to do wrong by them. And falling down on your knees asking for sympathy. I know I've made promise after promise to try to make things better, to work harder, to not surrender. But I'm not strong enough to do that. And being caught in between all you wish for and all you've seen. I guess I was just pretending. Not pretending to love, but pretending to be able to love. And trying to find anything that you can feel that you can believe in.

I know that I was trying too hard. Trying shouldn't be so hard. I shouldn't have to try so hard. I know I would apologize if I could see your eyes.You made me feel like I could open up and be myself. You made me realize the power that love can have and how it can completely protect you from anything out there. Cause when you showed me myself I became someone else. But the thing is that I don't know who that person is. I don't have the same faith in love that you do. I don't think that someone else can make me better; I thought I could let you make me better. But I was caught in between all you wished for and all you need.
So this is where I am now. This is how I communicate. Here's my heart on MY sleeve. It's not the pretty pink hearts we draw around a lover's name. It's not even a beating heart aching to be loved. It's an empty, pulpy mass out for all to see. I don't know anymore what it's for. I know I have to figure out what the fuck is wrong with me before I can even attempt to give myself to someone else. I'm happier when I'm alone, which is far too fucked up for me to even elaborate on. I'm not even sure if there is anyone in the sun.
And I'm sorry. I truly am sorry for the way that I've treated you. For the way that I let you down time and time again. I was stupid and selfish and immature. I was not prepared for what you wanted from me. I was not prepared for what I wanted for myself. Cause I've been caught in between all I wished for and all I need. And I thank you for bearing with me. For offering me such unconditional adoration in return for the sedition and perfidy that I offered you. I just want you to know that its not your fault. It was never your fault. Maybe you're not even sure what its for anymore than me. I need to figure out me before I can even figure out if there is an us. If there ever was an us. I want so hard to believe that there was an us but I don't even know who I am anymore. I don't know how to go back to that girl who was so eager to love. So eager to let herself fall. It is safe to say I will never be that girl again, but I hope to come out a better, brighter version of her. Maybe I'm just one of those people who don't deserve to be happy.
I hope this is something that you can take and, perhaps with a grain of sand, try to understand how I feel. I'm never one to back down without a fight and here I am, fighting. For myself, and also for you. I want to be your friend. I want you to know that I will always care about you and there will always be a place for you in my heart...
If I find myself how much will I find you...
a few things about this one.. first of all, i wrote this after spending a month and a half in italy. actually, it was during the last few days of my trip. it was a fantastic journey, don't get me wrong. but it led me to break the heart of the only person who i have truly ever loved. reading this again, i realize i have changed. and i have you to thank for that, babygirl. there was an us, there will always be an us. and i am happy. i found happiness with you. i am the luckiest girl in the world that you stuck around regardless of all my bullshit. i am lucky because you show me respect, you show me honesty, and most importantly you show me that love is real. something i'm sure i never would have realized had it not been for you. ok enough with the sappy... (so lucky to be in love with my best friend....)

have you ever found your diary/journal from like 6th grade? or even high school? its funny the way things change. what's even funnier, is the way things stay the same. i guess i'll always be thwarting my emotional rants on the world in one way or another. anonymously bashing those who have hurt me or those i love. however, it is one hell of an outlet. and a healthy, safe one at that.

i dare you to look back...

peace&love

where's the son?

2009-11-19T10:39:00.000-08:00

(CNN) -- The man who accused pop star Michael Jackson of molesting his son in 1993 killed himself in his New Jersey condo earlier this month, police said.

Evan Chandler, 65, was found by the building's concierge November 5 after a doctor, who was treating him for cancer, said he missed an appointment, the Jersey City, New Jersey, police report said.
Chandler was "extremely ill" with cancer, the report said.

He was working as a dentist in Beverly Hills, California, in 1993 when he said his son, who was 13 at the time, told him that Jackson had molested him. His son revealed it, he said, when he put him under anesthesia to pull a tooth.

The Los Angeles County district attorney did not pursue criminal charges against Jackson, but Chandler and his son reached a confidential financial settlement with the singer after filing a lawsuit. Reports at the time said the Chandlers got between $16 million and $20 million from Jackson's insurance company.

The Chandler accusation became a key part of the prosecution's case when Jackson was tried and acquitted of molestation a decade later in Santa Barbara County, California.

I would just like to say, amidst this tragedy (or whatever), that the fact that the Chandler accusation of 1993 was held in such high esteem considering that it came from a little boy under anesthesia is ludicrous and just plain wrong.

The article goes on to say that Chandler (the elder) was bombarded and threatened by multiple groups of MJ fanatics since the accusation in 1993. The article basically puts these people at fault for the man's suicide. His brother told Larry King "Some of them will go to any lengths that, you know, there's some who will just go as far as threatening, there's some who will go -- who will be violent, and you know, you never know how far it is going to go."

The man killed himself at 65 years old after suffering with cancer for who knows how many years. He didn't leave a suicide note and there doesn't seem to be any mention of his son in any testimony that I have found but yes, lets blame the people who honor the most talented man in pop history.

And seriously, where's the son? He has nothing to say? This man has been living alone in NJ suffering with cancer, and the only reason the doorman to his building found him was because his doctor called about him missing an appointment. (If he's dead/in jail I'd feel pretty bad).

ALWAYS IN OUR HEARTS

here's the whole story: MJ accuser commits suicide

peace&love

THIS IS THE GREATEST THING I HAVE EVER SEEN

2009-11-19T09:49:00.000-08:00

two weeks ago the sir walken/lady ga mashup was a hit. this, however, tops the cake. TOPS. obsessed.

i really hope you enjoy it as much as i did. all 23 times i watched :]

peace&love

this is not a celebrity blog....

2009-11-18T11:00:00.000-08:00

HOWEVER!!

leighton meester is my goddess. pick up the new GQ or look at my psuedo-porn pix below.

although she's been seen sporting some pretty

outrageous outfits in public (cough taylor momsen get out of her closet, freak),

this totally makes up for it. i love you leighton.

sing me something soft, sad and delicate, won't you?

peace&love

varietus maximus

2009-11-18T10:53:00.000-08:00

this is absolutely appalling.

Authorities acted on a tip Sunday and searched a wide area in south-central North Carolina trying to find a 5-year-old girl reported missing by her mother, who has been charged with human trafficking and child abuse involving prostitution.

sick sick world.

also, i think it is ungodly weird how two out of three of the guilty party resemble lil' wayne (no offense, brotha). WHO! by the way, is baby daddy again. congrats? or.... sorry about the child support dues, again. i don't feel like writing about it but here's a groovy link babymamadrama

peace&love

angst via kristen stewart.

2009-11-17T07:46:00.000-08:00

i seldom hate on celebrities. and i haven't disliked one so much since the inception of that devil spawn, dakota fanning. however, i believe my convictions are legitimate and replicated by most in this case.

kristen stewart. you do not deserve the lime light. you don't even WANT the lime light. in an interview with one of those magazines, stewart talks about her relationship with robbie pats:

“People have a hard time separating us from our characters. There's an incredibly large group that spends most of their time absorbed in the lives of people who've gotten some notoriety. It's strange to me. I can't have anything to do with it or else I'd step in and mess it up for myself, I just let it fall by the wayside. It doesn't really affect me."

....in other words, you're a bitch. you do not deserve to wear la renta and you do not deserve straight teeth (but please, for the love of your million dollar paycheck, just get invisaline, huh?)

you look like a frumpy goat.

note: do not get stoned before red carpet event

bringing the mullet back? or something?

(okay that one was just for fun :])

mad love to celebrities who don't suck (HAHAHAHHAHA seriously no pun intended.)

peace&love

My Hero

2009-11-17T07:02:00.000-08:00

from Arkansas! can you believe it?!

Jettisoned to the Center of the Storm

2009-10-20T09:55:00.000-07:00

andrew mcmahon gave an acoustic concert last night. just him, his piano, and the occasional musical stylings of mr. bobby rawl. it was intimate, entrancing, and just phenomenal. pictures are on facebook but it takes too long to upload those damn vids. here is a brief glimpse i took under the guise of flash photography because apparently that is allowed and harmless, silent, dim, videos are not. thanks, bowery ballroom. and THANK YOU mr. mcmahon. you're the shit.

please don't get me rescued...

TIESTOFIESTO

2009-06-15T12:17:00.001-07:00

there ain't no thing like a summer jam.

get into it.