Killing me Hard. Ly.
posted in vckythots, by vckyI’m slaughtered.
Primarily because both my eardrums ruptured a few days back so uhm, I’ve been this unmanageable orgy of whining and nausea, a bit of self delusion and a lot of tissue sopping up the blood gushing out my ears –
BUT anyway-
SECONDARILY, I’ve lost sleep over the impossibilities of:
Thomas Dekker
If you don’t recognize him, it’s probably because you don’t TIME TRAVEL like all the cool kids are doing these days. And you can’t have gotten to know him too well or anything, ‘cus his mom keeps shuttling him around city to city in case the cyborgs get to him, so… it’s not your fault.
Wanna see cyborg almost-sex?
–> oops I can’t imbed the scene. here it is in all it’s cyborgy glory. (almost-pun).
Wasn’t that almost-hot?
I didn’t have anything to do in the last 25 minutes of my lunch hour, so I cyber stalked him. I cyber stalked the shit out of him. And the second I found out that he also sings (SHIRTLESS FTW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!), I – actually, I think that’s when my eardrums ruptured. In the best sensory-deprivation teenage-angst way possible.
AND he’s singing fucking BRITNEY SPEARS in this contorted take-off-my-pants screeching voice. CYBERNETIC ORGASMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
.. I meant organisms. You knew that.
This post is a small homage to the men that don’t exist in real life. The men that, on screen, have that certain YES YOU KNOW WHAT. The ones that always say the wrong things the right way with befuddling charm – AND THEN they go pick up a fucking guitar or banjo or drums or a tin fucking can and go STRUMMING MY PAIN WITH HIS FINGERS. FUCK.
I keep trying to calm down by drinking this beautiful iced drink but it’s like a triple espresso so more expletives to come
This is John Cho.
You know, the guy from Harold and Kumar. I didn’t think he was too good in that, but listen to this:
That’s him. Isn’t that hot? Whooo.
And Joseph Gordon-Levitt (again, I know)
ARGHHHHHHHHHHH BRILLIANT
Remember Shane West?
The guy who singlehandedly destroyed all our love-lives because we realize that whomever we were with, ain’t him? A Walk To Remember, with Mandy Moore? I cried 2.7 buckets of tears before the movie even finished. And then he- well, look.
Look here. It’s fucking IRON MAN!!!!! What a voice, eh?
I think that’s enough for today.
Thanks folks 
Ps. My comics have died. I can’t take vacations and keep it up at the same time, I’m so sorry about my self-overestimation. I will tweet/facebook blast when it comes back up, along with some smalltime merch to buy
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