Fuck working out. I think just by being in my room I’m sweating off weight. It’s like a Dutch oven in here and I’m the sweaty biscuit.
I’m such a sap. Why am I sobbing over this movie. I already know what’s coming and I’m still just like how did that happen whyyyy tears tears tears.
I’m a big mess.
“I believe there is another world waiting for us Sixsmith, a better world, and I’ll be waiting for you there. I believe we do not stay dead long. Find me beneath the Corsican stars where we first kissed. Yours Eternally, R.F.”
Guess I should fall asleep now. Tomorrow begins the quest to lose 15 pounds. Yay…
alaskas-fault-was-in-her-stars:
Ke$ha’s real voice
Living proof that Hollywood kills talent.
WHY DAFUQ WOULD SHE HIDE THIS FROM US?
WHAAAAAAAT
Saw this so long ago but it’s unbelievably relevant. Not just Hollywood, but many record companies that force their will on the artists that are actually really good.
No, but Kesha is the biggest parody artist. She has a genius IQ and took classes at the local community college for fun. She was in college when she decided to just write shitty pop songs and have fun. She sings the songs she does because she wants to. If she wanted to make her money by selling things like this she would. But she has fun with what she does and challenges the idea that women can’t like sex, partying, and drinking while she’s at it.
Kesha is my babygirl and I will defend her to the death
Sitting on the front porch listening to a bunch of bro-y dudes and one girl talk about “blowing butthole”. Hm.
