I wanna dj yr next party

But I aint got no speakers,aint got no headphones,aint got no records to play.

Angelina Jolie and Brad Pitt on a bike to the supermarket

Angelina Jolie and Brad Pitt unveil their love for everybody, on a motorbike trip to the supermarket, reports The Sun. The stars behaved like a married couple, for those who still had any doubts, after roaring up on BMW bikes.
They went to a local supermarket and as they left, Angelina, had trouble with her Dakar and called: “Baby, come over here.” Brad jumped off his Adventurer and went to Angelina’s aid.
For a pair who have denied any romance by now they certainly don’t appear to be hiding it any more.

[from thecelebrityblog.com]

Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie spotted in West Edmonton Mall

Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie, with security and the actress's two children, Maddox and Zahara, spent some time Wednesday at the West Edmonton Mall.
According to CFRN News the couple take the kids to the mall's Galaxyland indoor amusement park, and then off to the food court, before exiting and leaving several star-struck shoppers in their wake.

Kayla Penny, who works in a clothing store at the mall, snapped a photo of the couple with her cellphone. She told CFRN her coworkers rushed to the amusement park to get pictures of their own.

There were a couple of people who ran and shook (Pitt's) hand, but he just shook their hand back and didn't really think anything of it,"
- said Penny -

Pitt totally looked like the father-figure. Maddox called him daddy. They're beautiful people.
- said Blaire Schmermune -

Brad looked like he was having fun. When they went into the play place, they were in this box running around, screaming. Jolie, on the other hand, had her hands full carrying the younger Zahara, so she didn't really do much.
- says Ashely Cipywnyk -

[from thecelebrityblog.com]

Angelina Jolie and Pitt's holiday in Dubai

Brad Pitt and his secret love Angelina Jolie reportedly took a family trip, with the kids at a holiday resort in Dubai, where they stayed seven nights in the Royal Suite, at the luxurious seven-star Burj al-Arab in Dubai, reports the Mirror.
It seems, 'the family' flew from America to the Arabian Gulf state in a private jet. The couple and the children, Maddox and Zahara, were spotted at the Wild Wadi Waterpark and seen dining in the hotel's underwater restaurant. Angelina was also seen in the La Prairie spa beauty treatments.

They arrived looking like the perfect family unit. Even though it's a long flight from the US, Angelina looked stunning from the moment she stepped off the jet.

This is the perfect place for them to come on holiday - there are virtually no paparazzi and the hotel is super private. It's on its own little man-made island just off the coast, so no one can get in without security knowing about it. Just to get in to the foyer costs non-guests #15.
- an insider was quoted by the Mirror -

[from thecelebrityblog.com]

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U would make such a great lesbian...

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I wish I could talk to u.

On the bridge

I turned and looked back and the smoke and ash and emptiness killed and salted a piece of my brain for me to feast on forever more.

The child in us is always alive.

family/affair

Nobody wants to blowNobody wants to be left outYou can't leave, 'cause your heart is thereBut you can't stay, 'cause you been somewhere elseYou can't cry, 'cause you'll look broke downBut you're cryin' anyway 'cause you're all broke downIt's a family affairIt's a family affair--"Family Affair", Sly and The Family Stone

Love is like a flower-shaped firework:I can see the beautiful black leaves against the bright green grass.

One man's righteousness is another man's long haul.

I luv raymi. She is the one and only ferreal star I've ever met. Fuck britney and whoever at the b-bar. The b-list assholes I did blow wit.

Im getting skinnier by the second...so skinny my tummy's swollen like a starving african baby.

im so fucking paranoid right now. my leg is shaking. i can understand why people jump up and suddenly rob liquor stores to take the edge off.ha.it goes like DIS:yr life has been sinking for a while, like an overturned ocean liner whose hull is slowly filling with water until one day BAM u freak the fuck out over something comparatively lame, like a lost file or a deal that fell thru and

It feels like it did. The sky is the same."We don't call a cloudless sky 'empty'." -WittgensteinIt's filled-in--the past inside the present.

Im gonna move out west and live in the desert and have wolves for pets and psychoactive mushroom tea in a long silver thermus.

They were playing Soul II Soul--the light in the bathroom flashed in time to the beat. I clutched my tummy and wrote angry shit on the wall.

What have I become?

Im scurred.

I've got a time stamp on this, bitchesssss.Everything on this site is pressed Strate-Thru with its own particular "here and now" variant.

Fuck Reality.

When I was little it didn’t take me long to realize that I was nothing special.Sure, I was smart…sure, I was cute…sure, I was athletic, but I wasn’t the SMARTEST, and I wasn’t the CUTEST and tho I scored pretty high at all the games, I was never the HIGHEST scorer...I wasn’t the baddest tuff girl, or the sweetest sweetie pie or the biggest kiss-up or even the nerdiest nerd…I was just kinda there,

Don't care if it's Chinatown, or up in Riverside... I don't have any reasons--I left them all behind. I'm in a New York state of mind.

It comes down to reality--which is fine with me, cuz i've let it slide...

My Bloody Valentine rule the skool. I don't care if listening to them dates me. Fuck you anyway. My time is NOW.

I threw out my handle like it was a fave denim jacket that i got blood all over--it was sad to let go but when it was gone it was gone fer good.

I knew the only way I wouldn't continue to check the acct compulsively was if I deleted it.