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Scene it!
And no that isn't a typo. I've been oogling emo and scene haircuts because despite the oftentimes ridiculousness and pretension of them...they are so effing cute that my inner drag diva wants to dip those kids in sparkles and kiss their glittered cheeks. The girls are tricked out like my little ponies on crack. The boys are androgolicious. And I, I am too fucking old to be adorable, except on halloween which reminds me...I should totally dress like a zombie scene girl on halloween, my dreads last year were very scene.
I'm losing my focus though. This isn't about Halloween, or my desire for anime hair, it's about Jared Leto (who, ridiculously, pops up when I'm looking at google images of Scene hair). Yes, it's that time of year again. Time for me to make fun of the hottest cheezedick in the corn maze, Jared Leto (let's hope he remembers that I'm laughing AT him, not with him).
Jared Leto was born December 26, 1971. I need to point that out. He is 4 years older than I am. FOUR YEARS...that makes him 38 years old. Last time I checked that was a fuck lot closer to 40 than to...well, 35. AND
http://www.jaredletopictures.net/displa
Jared motherfucking Leto should be hit with a shoe. That's it...hit with a fucking shoe. Right now, I HOPE, his long blonde dead Kurt Cobain look is for a film, because otherwise...this is a worse look than the time he tried to pull off a pair of granny crocs in an emo way. So,
Dear Jared Leto,
Stop. Just....stop. If you need help, I'm here. I have some scrubbing bubbles (because lately, you've been looking smelly), I have some sissors, I have some age appropriate fashion, and I have some shoes that aren't made of plastic. Please...for god's sake...stop. I will put aside the very mysterious and very complete revulsion/passionate need to bone that I seem to feel towards you in order to assist you in becoming an adult. It isn't a bad thing, being an adult. And, if you want, we can still play dress up a few times a year. Put down the pleather pants and back away from the lip gloss.
Love,
M
Do they have an intervention for this sort of thing? I should start a Jared Leto tag.
I'm losing my focus though. This isn't about Halloween, or my desire for anime hair, it's about Jared Leto (who, ridiculously, pops up when I'm looking at google images of Scene hair). Yes, it's that time of year again. Time for me to make fun of the hottest cheezedick in the corn maze, Jared Leto (let's hope he remembers that I'm laughing AT him, not with him).
Jared Leto was born December 26, 1971. I need to point that out. He is 4 years older than I am. FOUR YEARS...that makes him 38 years old. Last time I checked that was a fuck lot closer to 40 than to...well, 35. AND
http://www.jaredletopictures.net/displa
Jared motherfucking Leto should be hit with a shoe. That's it...hit with a fucking shoe. Right now, I HOPE, his long blonde dead Kurt Cobain look is for a film, because otherwise...this is a worse look than the time he tried to pull off a pair of granny crocs in an emo way. So,
Dear Jared Leto,
Stop. Just....stop. If you need help, I'm here. I have some scrubbing bubbles (because lately, you've been looking smelly), I have some sissors, I have some age appropriate fashion, and I have some shoes that aren't made of plastic. Please...for god's sake...stop. I will put aside the very mysterious and very complete revulsion/passionate need to bone that I seem to feel towards you in order to assist you in becoming an adult. It isn't a bad thing, being an adult. And, if you want, we can still play dress up a few times a year. Put down the pleather pants and back away from the lip gloss.
Love,
M
Do they have an intervention for this sort of thing? I should start a Jared Leto tag.
determined