There’s a new movie coming out about marketing to the masses, because the masses are idiot drones, and it just takes money and a team of people to make the masses fall into the web of lies called Syrup. It stars Amber Heard. I like Amber Heard. Because like the idiot masses and Johnny Depp, who threw away his marriage for a taste of this lesbian pussy, I’m easily manipulated by things that look like Amber Heard. Now if only this movie syrup was about her squirt dripping off my chin…. The other big trailer out today is HANGOVER 3 that assume all you are dying to see….but that I won’t post here because Zach Galfinakis isn’t Amber Heard.
There’s a new movie coming out about marketing to the masses, because the masses are idiot drones, and it just takes money and a team of people to make the masses fall into the web of lies called Syrup. It stars Amber Heard. I like Amber Heard. Because like the idiot masses and Johnny Depp, who threw away his marriage for a taste of this lesbian pussy, I’m easily manipulated by things that look like Amber Heard. Now if only this movie syrup was about her squirt dripping off my chin…. The other big trailer out today is HANGOVER 3 that assume all you are dying to see….but that I won’t post here because Zach Galfinakis isn’t Amber Heard.
17 and a half year old Ireland Baldwin, who is at a very crucial 6 months away from being 18, still illegal, but not all that different than who she will be when she is legal, who has probably been having sex since she was 14, and is boy crazy obsessed with her boyfriend, leading me to think they have a lot of sex, you know how rich kids are, just as fucked up as poor gutter kids, just in nicer clothes and living rooms, not actually having to strip to work, but instead getting half naked for the love of it. We blame daddy issues, I blame just wanting to be loved…and I’m loving these pics she’s posting to instagram. They are a sign of what is to come. ALl it took was some good genetics and a daddy who called her a pig on a voicemail leaked to the world when she was coming up. The only thing that freaks me out about her is that she’s 6 foot 2….but I can deal since I’m just lookin at pics and tall chicks all look better in pics…
17 and a half year old Ireland Baldwin, who is at a very crucial 6 months away from being 18, still illegal, but not all that different than who she will be when she is legal, who has probably been having sex since she was 14, and is boy crazy obsessed with her boyfriend, leading me to think they have a lot of sex, you know how rich kids are, just as fucked up as poor gutter kids, just in nicer clothes and living rooms, not actually having to strip to work, but instead getting half naked for the love of it. We blame daddy issues, I blame just wanting to be loved…and I’m loving these pics she’s posting to instagram. They are a sign of what is to come. ALl it took was some good genetics and a daddy who called her a pig on a voicemail leaked to the world when she was coming up. The only thing that freaks me out about her is that she’s 6 foot 2….but I can deal since I’m just lookin at pics and tall chicks all look better in pics…
I kinda love Taylor Momsen. She was on a hit show, said fuck it, like a typical child star who doesn’t appreciate how lucky she is, and decided to live her dream while she had the opportunity as a rock and roll star, in what is so fucking weird when you think about it, but that you probably don’t ever think about it, cuz it’s Taylor Momsen, she’s over 18 now, and that rebellion slutty teen shit doesn’t work. I mean it did at the time, everyone loved how half naked and scandalous she was, but as soon as she turned 18, she didnt matter, and for that reason alone I am posting this panty flash for old times, because panty flashes always fucking matter, at any age…even if they aren’t as hyped up, because when panty flashes happen I am reminded of Taylor Momsen, a bitch I’d otherwise forget existed, despite having all the things I like in a girl….legs and a pussy….but still wish this was Taylor Swift spreading her asshole….because she’s the only Taylor that really matters right now.
I kinda love Taylor Momsen. She was on a hit show, said fuck it, like a typical child star who doesn’t appreciate how lucky she is, and decided to live her dream while she had the opportunity as a rock and roll star, in what is so fucking weird when you think about it, but that you probably don’t ever think about it, cuz it’s Taylor Momsen, she’s over 18 now, and that rebellion slutty teen shit doesn’t work. I mean it did at the time, everyone loved how half naked and scandalous she was, but as soon as she turned 18, she didnt matter, and for that reason alone I am posting this panty flash for old times, because panty flashes always fucking matter, at any age…even if they aren’t as hyped up, because when panty flashes happen I am reminded of Taylor Momsen, a bitch I’d otherwise forget existed, despite having all the things I like in a girl….legs and a pussy….but still wish this was Taylor Swift spreading her asshole….because she’s the only Taylor that really matters right now.
New Jersey Gov. Chris Christie has signed a new law barring people under 17 from going to Garden State tanning salons without parental approval. All thanks to infamous Tanning Mom Patricia Krentcil. The “Tan Mom Law” goes into effect immediately. For her part, Krentcil says she supports the measure – she denied her five-year-old ever went in a tanning booth, despite her arrest for that incident. Patricia tells TMZ, “I don’t think children ever should tan.” “I believe that it should be something that’s spoken about and now it’s been rectified after I went through a year of mockery for something I never would do and did not do.” “It makes me sick when I go by a tanning place [now].” Tanning Mom , of Nutley, N.J., got that nickname after she was arrested on child endangerment charges for allegedly putting her 5-year-old in a tanning booth. She did earn some measure of vindication, as T-Mom denied the charges from the beginning and a grand jury opted not to indict her . She’s off the hook. She does, however, resemble a raisin. No escaping that.
The collegiate career of Brittney Griner came to an end over the weekend when Louisville shocked Baylor in the Elite 8. But not only does Robert Griffin III have Griner’s back , Mark Cuban has given the 6’8″ center a reason to turn her frown upside down: he may draft her to the NBA! “If she is the best on the board, I will take her,” the Mavericks owner said prior to last night’s game against the Lakers. “I’ve thought about it already. Would I do it?” “Right now, I’d lean toward yes, just to see if she can do it.” “You never know unless you give somebody a chance, and it’s not like the likelihood of any late-50s draft pick has a good chance of making it.” Cuban acknowledges that Griner would be a major draw in summer league games and says this isn’t some hollow gesture about women’s rights. The billionaire simply “wouldn’t be opposed to giving her the opportunity.” But, come on, could a female athlete – even one as dominant as Brittney Griner was in college – succeed in any way at the next level? Vote now: Could Brittney Griner play in the NBA? No way! It’s possible Yes… and average 0 points and 0 rebounds per game! View Poll »
My names Megan, I’m 16 and I’m from a small country, Northern Ireland. I’m gonna start telling you how I first attempted to meet Justin. In November 2011, Justin came to my country for the first time for the EMA Awards. We didn’t get a show, and still to this day he hasn’t performed in my country. I slept outside for 3 nights trying to meet him and had no luck. When the Believe Tour dates were released, again, he didn’t released any for my country or even for Ireland. I was heartbroken thinking I wouldn’t ever get to see him live, but flew to NYC to see him in the Garden. I didn’t have tickets for the show but i knew somehow, deep down that I would get my tickets. And I did, fourth row for the first time seeing my idol live. At MSG I got to meet Fredo, Pattie and talk to Scooter. It was a dream come true. By this stage, Justin had released 2 dates for Ireland and I begged my mum to buy me tickets and she refused so but I bought them myself. I knew that this was my opportunity to finally meet my idol, after 5 years. On the 16th February at 5:30 p.m. I was on Tinychat, crying to my friends in America about the fact I didn’t win M&G. They were helping me plan ways on how I was going to meet him and then suddenly I got an email from BieberFever. I will never forget how I felt when I read those words, “Congratulations, Megan! You’re officially invited to attend the photo meet and greet TOMORROW NIGHT February 17th in Dublin!” It was the best feeling ever. When I got to the venue, I collected my M&G at around 4:50 p.m. and I was FREAKING OUT. Lisa was there telling us all the instructions about meeting Justin and then I looked through the door and saw Kenny. Everyone on Twitter were spamming Alfredo for me as I had a letter and present for him but he didn’t come see me, sigh. It came to us and we were next into the room with him. My friend was screaming in my ear about how “hot” he looked but I refused to look at him because I didn’t want to cry before I went in and look a mess for my picture. I was having a stare off with Fredo who was across the room smirking at me, smh. When I got into the M&G, there were 2 girls in front of me and my friend. I HAD to hug him. I HAD to thank him for saving my life more than once. I HAD to stand beside him. I kinda, maybe, accidentally, sorta pushed one of the girls out of the way so I could get beside Justin. I remember looking at Justin. I started from the feet up. White supras. Jeans. HE WAS WEARING JEANS! A grey jumper with a cartoon character on it. His chains, (I remember staring and thinking how sparkly they were). Then his face – those eyes, I couldn’t stop staring at them. The security tried to pull me back to let the other girl stand beside him, but, this may sound selfish, but he saved my life and I waited 5 years for this moment. He looked at me and could tell I was panicking and I said, “Justin, no Justin! Give me a hug please!” and he looked at me, then glared at the security guard and put his arm around my shoulder. “Come here sweetheart,” and gave me a hug. I’ve never felt so complete. Nothing compares to being in his arms. All my worries went away for those brief few seconds that he held me. I know he knew I needed that hug. I whispered, “Thank you so much. You saved and changed my life so much. Thank you!” He replied with, “You too.” The picture got taken and when we were getting told to leave, I kinda jumped on Justin to hug him again, oops. He didn’t expect me to hug him and gave me a one armed hug, and I attempted to kiss his cheek but he was talking to the other girl and I kissed his jaw. I KISSED IT. When I kissed it, he clenched. I almost died. On my way out of the M&G I told Fredo I was Meg and he said, “I seen all the tweets, I’m sorry I couldn’t get out!” He’s the cutest. The security in the venue allowed us to enter before the rest of the people attending and as I was general admission, I got front row right at the runway. I touched his hand twice. 17th February 2013 will honestly forever be the best day of my whole life. Getting to thank Justin Drew Bieber for saving me, meant the world and more. I know its cheesy, but honestly believe in your dreams. I never said never, and I met him. You will too. Just believe. -Megan Here is the original post: My names Megan, I’m 16 and I’m from a small country,…
My name is Núria and I’m a Spanish belieber. I know everyone says this, but I never though I would ever be lucky enough to get the chance to meet Justin or to live any experience related to him. Let me start off that on July 14th 2012, was the day I went to Stratford. You may be thinking, “What? A Spanish belieber in Stratford?” But yeah, I WENT TO STRATFORD. I was studying English in Canada for a month and staying with an amazing host family who made one of my dreams come true. They live 1.5 hours away from there and I spent the whole way singing to Justin’s song with them and my friend Belén. I was crying and sobbing when I got there. For someone that’s from a small town near Barcelona, Spain, it was something that seemed impossible to do. It was one of the best days of my life. I sat on the steps of the Avon Theatre, where it all started. Unbelievable. But I’m here to tell you about the day I made my biggest dream come true, after almost 5 years of being a belieber, I finally met Justin Drew Bieber Mallette. It all started on December 18th 2012. I had floor tickets to go to Justin’s concert in Barcelona on March 16 , but that day my friend @CyrusTheWorld sent me a link that said that they were selling M&G tickets. I cried for almost an hour trying to convince my mum to buy them and that I’d give her the money if she did it. I was so scared they would be sold out by the time my mum said yes, but luckily they weren’t so I bought one. What did I do with my other ticket? I gave it to a belieber who couldn’t afford buying one. It’s all about giving back, right? From that moment, I knew that I had to do something for other beliebers who didn’t have the opportunity to meet Justin, so I made a scrapbook for him, but like a professional one. I spent hours and hours working on it and it cost me almost 300€. I was hoping Justin or someone from the team would see it. On March 16 2013, I got up really early because of my nerves. I prepared everything for the concert and the M&G and at 11 we (my mum, my dad, my neighbour’s sister and I) left for Justin’s hotel in Barcelona, Hotel Arts. We waited there for about 1.30h but Justin didn’t come out and I had to go to the venue to meet so friends there so I couldn’t stay any longer. Hours passed really, really, really slow but it was 4:30 p.m. and I had to be in the line for the M&G at 4:45 p.m. I couldn’t find my mum and dad, and my mum was the one who had to go and get the tickets. You can imagine me crying because I thought I was gonna lose my opportunity to meet my idol, Kidrauhl. But it all ended up good, or I wouldn’t be writing this. A lady came to talk to us and explained what we could and couldn’t do at the M&G. We finally got inside the room where we were gonna meet Justin, and there was this black curtain room we knew Jusitn was inside. How can I explain my feelings right in that moment? There were two lines – the ones who had bought the tickets and the ones who had won them. I was so nervous, the people who were standing next to me in the line were flipping out. That was funny though. I had the scrapbooks in my hands, yes two, and the other gifts for him, a necklace that says, “Make it about the music” and some letters from other Beliebers. I then saw Kenny and Alfredo. They came out of the curtain room and we could all catch a glimpse of Justin. HE WAS PERFECT. The M&G started and it was all so fast you didn’t get to talk to him, or that’s what it seemed like. I was the last one with an individual picture. Kenny saw me and came to me so I could get inside before the group ones. I showed him the scrapbooks and he promised me he’d make Justin read them. Kenny was so nice and he told me I was so cute and to have fun. Then he opened the curtain and the first thing I saw was Alfredo. Then I turned my to my right to face Justin. HE IS INCREDIBLY HANDSOME. He was wearing black jeans, a white t-shirt, a black jacket and sunglasses. I was trying to go to Justin but I was so much in shock that I couldn’t move. Alfredo was kind of laughing about the situation. Justin looked at me, I couldn’t really tell if he was checking me out or he was staring at my clothes or something. Alfredo looked at me, looked at Justin and then Justin looked at me and he said, “Come here” with a cute and soft voice. I managed to walk up to him and he came at me and gave me the biggest and sweetest hug ever. He was so sweet the whole time. He didn’t have to though, I’m already in love with him. While in his arms I said, “Hi Justin.” He replied to me with, “Hi sweetie, how are you?” I don’t know how but it seemed like a conversation between two friends who hadn’t seen each other for a long time. I said, “Good, I couldn’t be better,” and he pulled away from the hug slowly and giggled. He had a smile on his face the whole time. “Good, perfect,” he grabbed my hand while saying that and turned me around. We were both facing the camera and before I could even prepare myself, I heard him say, “SMILE.” I swear he took one of the best pictures of all the M&G. He looks so silly, just how we love to see him. After we took the picture, I said, “Thank you so much Justin,” and of course, he’s such a flirt, he has to kill me with his words, he said, “No, thank YOU sweetie.” I was in shock. I didn’t even know what I was doing. I told him, “I love you” and he said, “I love you too.” He hugged me, again. Like I can just die in peace now. The bodyguard who was controlling the M&G came to me and grabbed my shoulders, trying to push me away from Justin. But Justin was hugging me even tighter. I tried to say, “I love you” again but words didn’t come out from my mouth, Justin understood me perfectly though. He said, “Te amo” with a sexy, raspy voice. Oh my gosh that was perfect. It was the last thing we said to each other because the bodyguard wanted me to leave. I swear Justin was looking at me with a “I’m so sorry” face and that broke my heart for a second. I was walking out and turned to see Justin again. He was smiling at me, winked at me and blew me a kiss to say goodbye. I had just made my dream come true and I couldn’t even believe it. It was so perfect that seemed so unreal. I was so in shock that the lady who was giving the merchandise had to walk me to the door because I couldn’t stand on my feet. I couldn’t do a thing, I couldn’t talk, I couldn’t walk. Happy tears. The concert and everything was just so perfect, I don’t think I’ll ever forget that day, I don’t want to. But yeah, dreams DO come true, if you fight for them and never give up. Hope you enjoyed this. -@radiiatelove Continue reading here: My name is Núria and I’m a Spanish belieber. I know everyone…
