Justin ‘You Try To Hit Me Just To Hurt Me So You Leave Me FEELING Dirty..’

Justin Gaston Twittering about lost love.. 3+

  • Anonymous

    You”re nobody”s fool. Let”s see if we can get someone to adopt you.

  • Anonymous

    Love Kevin, so happy for them! You are picking on the wrong Jonas, he is so sweet. The real creeper in the bunch is Nick (total perv y do you think KimKardashian took his virginity?). Nick is a player so we know he won’t be getting married til he is 40.

  • Anonymous

    Lol is fucking true, someone legit told me that so, get over it taylor teenie shes a bitch.

  • http://www.facebook.com/xoemnewmanxo Emily Newman
  • Anonymous

    Seriously, I like Miley better with Justin than Nick. Those Jonases just want publicity for their album!
    MILEY Please don’t go Back to PRICK JONAS! Plz! You DESERVE SO much better than that FAG!
    http://www.mileyraydaily.com

    ——-

    umm i love nick but i do agree hes using her =(

  • Anonymous

    well i dont see my bb girl sad so im not believing this shit until you have proof

  • Anonymous

    Shouldn’t you have a license for being that ugly?

  • Anonymous

    ill give you the link in a few hours
    but i have to go for now

  • Anonymous

    Oh, look! It’s the same dude who got played by a 16 years old virgin in a boy band.

    LMFAO! okiedokie!

  • Anonymous

    Nick didn’t fly to see anyone..
    they were there for the engagement party:
    http://justjared.buzznet.com/gallery/photos.php?yr=2009&mon=07&evt=jonas-engagement&pic=kevin-jonas-engagement-party-danielle-deleasa-11.jpg

    “Selmeana”, whoever that is, was not there.

  • Anonymous

    Clearly Miley’s Family & friends dont approve of him anymore. Emily, Brandi & Brandi’s boyfriend all stopped following him.

    I was following him but now I think he is being resentful towards Miley.

    Did he expect her to stay with him after she figured out she had feelings for someone else? I think she did the right & noble thing by breaking it off instead of leading Justin on.

    Justin Grow up you’re 20 years old not 16!! Act like a man & move on!!

  • Anonymous

    you are apart of my soul and you’re all that i know – i cant let you go.

    Miley is soooo sweet :)

  • Anonymous

    HAHAHAHAHA

  • Anonymous

    Lmao, a few hours, ahah okay…

  • kimmy4

    selena i think

  • Anonymous

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  • Anonymous

    that rumor is kinda dumb. taylor and justin are friends, he was in her video. no part of that rumor suggests justin and taylor are dating.

  • Anonymous

    if there actually WAS a link, we wouldn’t have to wait a few hours.

  • Anonymous

    Wtf
    he has fans??

  • Anonymous

    im guessing that girl’s name for selena

  • Anonymous

    “his fans??”

    are you kidding me??

  • Anonymous

    thats what i call bs all the nelena fans with their bs like last time yah just make me LOL

  • Anonymous

    obvious troll is obvious

  • Anonymous

    wow 537 comments for this? .. you have got to be joking!

  • Anonymous

    oh stop it!
    its not a sin to date someone younger/older than you!

  • Irma

    I don’t get it. So many of you “looooved” Miley and Justin together, and now that she’s dumped him, the claws come out.

    :/

  • Anonymous

    lmfao same person.
    you don’t know shit.

  • Anonymous

    selena is not invited on kevin’s party.
    nick is with miley.

    what does miley mean by
    “you’re a part of my soul” ?

  • Anonymous

    Is not a rumor is true, sad I know.
    You will soon see some proof teenies.

  • LOL

    i love how the only reason you guys hate this guy is because he dated miley
    so anyone who dates miley and is NOT NICK is a parasite.

    shut the fuck up, justin’s great. you just were so focused on hating him that you can’t see potential.

    go away, and how about you get a boyfriend

  • Anonymous

    justin is acting like he never will find another girl,
    well it might be true because who would want to go out with someone who is 20 something and dated a 16 year old when she was 15 at first, geez i know i wouldnt

  • anonymous

    Clearly Miley’s Family & friends dont approve of him anymore. Emily, Brandi & Brandi’s boyfriend all stopped following him.

    I was following him but now I think he is being resentful towards Miley.

    Did he expect her to stay with him after she figured out she had feelings for someone else? I think she did the right & noble thing by breaking it off instead of leading Justin on.

    Justin Grow up you’re 20 years old not 16!! Act like a man & move on!!

    ————————
    Exactly!

  • Anonymous

    kevin and daneilled Longtime girlfriend? 2 years isn’t long time, Of course she’d say Yes umm hello, celebrity=money & publicity. Can u all say GOLD DIGGER. If you were older than 12 you’d have enough sense to realise it’s all about the money & fame they can gather. Plus he can finally do what they all want to do, that’s why it’s been only 2 years

  • Anonymous

    i love miley she is so pretty

  • Anonymous

    aww miley’s tweet is so sweet.
    gotta love niley<3

    I hope those are some lyrics of her new song hehe

  • Anonymous

    Wow I just confirmed something.
    This creeper is now dating Taylor Swift.
    Dont ask please.

  • B.

    My boyfriend is ending up to be a revenge toy.
    A smokin’ revenge toy. =)

  • http://www.oceanup.com r.d. cunningham

    i really feel this man’s pain and you can try to justify it all you want but miley did kinda of treat this guy bad and i understand why would you break someone’s heart if you know how it feels?
    that’s why i don’t think her and nick are going to last because at the end of the day we have to pay for the things we’ve done and it doesn’t matter if they are in love or not that doesn’t mean karma isn’t gonna come and bite them back
    so you can be happy all you want and say he is a famewhore or w/e but if he was i am pretty sure he would have said something by now
    he has feelings too and he’s human and feels pain too
    how would feel if somebody did that to you? not good
    so just because you guys are happy that she left him cuz you want niley so bad doesn’t mean it was right what she did and you know it’s not

  • Anonymous

    FANS??
    FANSSSSS???

    pffffff.

  • Anonymous

    Kevin Jonas is a lil bitch. Go away

  • PAT

    LMAO! In the bottom pic, he has the SAME EXACT hairstyle Joe Jonas had last year…

    Gosh, models & their hair…

  • Anonymous
  • Anonymous

    the last song :]

  • Anonymous

    True.
    I mean Nick J is fucking amazing and when he doesn’t love someone then he isn’t going to date that someone.

  • Anonymous

    mostly everyone hated miley and justin together

  • Anonymous

    the only fans justin has are miley haters because they want to see miley fail which is not going to happen

  • Anonymous

    Kevin likes Selena (the girl who flipped the bird to TMZ and Hollywood tv on youtube). His taste is questionable and so is his mentality

  • Anonymous

    why didnt any one call the police when they where dating???lol

  • Anonymous

    LOL

    Fans? He has not fans, they are just Miley Haters

  • Anonymous

    lol media calls justin

    “Whatshisname”
    and “The Most Dumbest Underwear Model”

    hahahah so funny so true!

  • Anonymous

    Miley is unfollowing Taylor.

  • Anonymous

    I don’t get it. So many of you “looooved” Miley and Justin together, and now that she’s dumped him, the claws come out.

    :/

    ——

    LMAO, you’re kidding right?
    The only people who loved him are the Miley HATERS.
    If you’re talking about fans, you’re on the WRONG site.
    The fans hated him.

  • Anonymous

    Go away, pedo!

  • Anonymous

    Bitch, please! He was a leech

    http://community.livejournal.com/ohnotheydidnt/36849194.html

    BLIND ITEM REVEALS

    4. Now, I know there are some bad dates out there, but you would think that if you are in your 20′s you wouldn’t have to have your teenage girlfriend pay for all your dates and your clothes and if you get cash from the parents it is the same thing because she is earning all the money anyway.

    JUSTIN GASTON

  • Anonymous
  • Anonymous

    lmao!

  • Anonymous

    Okay, it defenitley wasn’t a joke.

    Nate and I board all the way across town until we reach a small, simple skate park. I say,

    “THIS is it?” In a bored tone. He smirks.

    “Not even.”

    We duck into a long pipe and Nate lifts up a large metal hatch. I drop myself in and he follows, pulling down our boards with him. Once I turn around, I see he really wasn’t kidding.

    It’s like a whole other universe. There’s an enormous skate park, with half-pipes, full pipes, iron bars, stairs, and enough jaw-dropping tricks to make a professional skater run away screaming. Nate and I are surrounded by guys in tight jeans and big hoodies, some just standing around smoking, and others hitting on the few goth/emo girls that are there. Nate leads me over to where some guys are standing, and he greets them while I just kind of stand off to the side. One of the guys notices me and glances at Nate.

    “Dude, who’s the chick?” He gives me the once-over and smiles. I smile fakely back and pull my hood off, revealing my shoulder-length brown hair. The guy whistles, and I smirk.

    “You want some of this?”

    He nods.

    “Cuz you’ll never get it.”

    The other guys, including Nate, burst out laughing and the guy who’s dignity is pretty much completely gone by now steps closer to me.

    “Oh, so you’re a tough bitch, eh? I like tough.” He strokes my arm, and I swat his hand away.

    “Get a life, asshole.” I tell him. “No, actually, better yet, why don’t you just go fuck yourself?”

    He holds his hands up in surrender and turns to Nate. “So why is she here, dude?” He demands. Nate shrugs.

    “New neighbor. Wanted to tag along.” He says. One of the guys, who is decently good looking, with mid-length brown hair and deep green eyes, pulls out a pack of Camels. He sticks one in his mouth and lights it. When he notices I’m looking at him, he exhales a puff of gray smoke and offers me one. I gladly accept and just stand there for awhile, and soon only Nate, him, and I are left. I stomp out my cigarette and grab my board.

    “So, Nate, you gonna show me what you got? Or am I gonna have to kick your butt first?”

    He leans in so that is mouth is practically grazing my ear, and his breath feels hot against my skin.

    “Fiesty, huh?” He says, cupping my chin and pulling my face to his. “You’re pretty brave, new girl.”

    I look him straight in the eye. “I was born brave, moron. Now get your grubby hands off of me and let’s skate.”

    He runs his hand down the side of my face before pulling away. My heart pounds inside my chest, thump-thump, thump-thump, as we reach the top of the half pipe. I set down my board and prop it up with my foot. Nate follows my lead, and we leap down and across the park. We skid bars, hop stairs, hit jumps, and keep trying to beat each other out until finally, we reach the end of the park. Sweat drips down the side of my face and Nate’s hair is a mess. I’ve convinced myself that we’re finished, until he leads me to the top of a jump- three stories to a flat, 10 ft-by- 10 ft platform- make the jump, and you’re a legend. Miss it, you walk away with no self confidence and a load of broken bones. I’m not scared- I’ve seen worse- but even Nate could admit that he was nervous as hell. This was his home-turf. If he messed up, he’d never be allowed back. I knew that. And I had to prove myself worthy to be here as well- this wasn’t just a free ride. But I couldn’t do this. Our parents had no idea where we were, and I couldn’t just not come home.

    “Nate….there is NO way I am doing this.” I tell him, and step back. He gives me an amused look- but I can tell he’s just as worried as I am- and snickers.

    “You’re the one who wants to show everyone up, and here’s your chance, but you don’t WANT to?” He chuckles. “Call me crazy, but I think that’s codeword for stuck-up BITCH.”

    I kick his shin (hard) before replying, “You know, you really are an asshole.” I begin to walk back the way we came, and surprisingly, Nate doesn’t follow- not that I wanted him to or anything. I go back over to where Nate’s buddies were hanging, and the only one there is the sort-of cute one who is just stomping out his cigarette. I stroll up next to him.

    “Hey, you’re that girl from before, right?” He asks. “I’m Drake.”

    “Mitchie.” I say.

    “Nice name.” He smirks. I laugh.

    “Don’t know how I ended up with it. But I’m stuck with it till I’m 18, so whatever.”

    He looks surprised. “How old are you?”

    I realize that being young around here isn’t very smart. “17,” I lie, hoping he buys it. Thankfully, he does.

  • Anonymous

    Justin posted on his twitter a long time ago.
    He has a gay-crush on Joe and he also “suggested” him about his haircut.
    Creeper.

  • kimmy4
  • Anonymous

    He has not fans, they are just Miley Haters

    sad sad people! :)

  • Anonymous

    shit please tell me the nelena thing is false =/. *pukes in mouth*

  • Anonymous

    He said he has a crush on Joe.

  • MonicaAyesha

    he’s an awesome singer,
    and that’s all i care about tbh,
    i don’t care if he’s not with miley anymore or whatever,

  • Anonymous

    Taylor is a mad bitch.

  • AmieeDawn

    you’re aprat of my soul, and your all that i know,
    i cant let you go.

    16 minutes ago from mobile web

    aww that screams NILEY :)

  • Anonymous
  • Anonymous

    lol media calls justin

    “Whatshisname”
    and “The Most Dumbest Underwear Model”

    hahahah so funny so true!

    lmao!

  • Anonymous

    that happen a long as time ago

  • Anonymous

    Kevin Jonas wore a hate Miley shirt in 2008. Has he matured enough to get married in 2009?

  • Anonymous

    LMFAO, suuuuuuure. They were there for Kevin & Dani’s party, gtfo Nelena fan.

  • MK

    Seriously, he dated Miley to get Fame. By giving him this page you are supporting his rise to Fame. So you are pretty much rewarding him for using Miley. I would take this page down…

  • Anonymous

    http://twitpic.com/9al5c

    ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^

    LMAO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

  • Anonymous
  • Anonymous

    I LOVE Matchbox 20!

  • Anonymous

    WTF????
    What is he doing on here?

  • Anonymous

    STOP THE BULLSHIT! Taylor is not dating this loser.

  • Anonymous

    Rob Hoffman let it slip that Selena Gomez will be invited to Kevin’s wedding cuz she is close with Dani. He also let it slip that Nick and Selena are chatting it up and are still friends.

  • anonymous

    He should cut is hair.

  • Anonymous

    It’s obvious Bb :)

  • dundies

    wtf is this turkey preachin y’all

  • Anonymous

    idk you but this is what i call HOT
    http://justjaredjr.buzznet.com/gallery/photos.php?yr=2009&mon=06&evt=jonas-mayhem&pic=jonas-brothers-madrid-mayhem-13.jpg
    ——————————————-

    im so jealous of miley right now ahhhhhhhhhhhhh he is so fucking FINE

  • http://www.mileyraydaily.com DemiFan

    Weirdo,
    OceanUp, this guy is practically a nobody now.
    htpp://www.isupportdemi.com

  • Anonymous

    L Kevin was the immature kid who wore a team selena shirt against Miley. Kevin did that 2008, now he is getting married lol. Biting Miley’s hand=career suicide. Cheers to Taylor Swift who had these cads figured out. Call them Kamikasi Bros.

  • Anonymous

    WHO CARES HIS 15 MINUTES OF FAME ARE OVER

  • Anonymous

    Lucas broke up with Taylor and I think he has confirmed “Jaylor” Justin+Taylor.

  • Anonymous

    he didnt say shit

  • anonymous

    idk you but this is what i call HOT
    http://justjaredjr.buzznet.com/gallery/photos.php?yr=2009&mon=06&evt=jonas-mayhem&pic=jonas-brothers-madrid-mayhem-13.jpg
    ——————————————-
    God miley is so lucky…he is hot!

  • Anonymous

    They were there for Kevin & Dani’s party, gtfo Nelena fan.

    LOOK AT THIS!

    http://justjaredjr.buzznet.com/2009/07/04/kevin-jonas-engagement-party-danielle-deleasa/

    Kevin Jonas and fiancee Danielle Deleasa celebrate their engagement at their favorite pizza parlor in Los Angeles on Friday night (July 3).

    The newly engaged couple was joined by 30 of their closest friends and family including the other Jonas Brothers, Joe and Nick.

    On Wednesday, Kevin proposed to Danielle at her doorstep in New Jersey with a diamond ring (3-carat solitaire cushion-cut diamond, surrounded by 210 round brilliant-cut pave diamonds).

    Tim, post this stuff!

  • Anonymous

    creep

  • Anonymous

    Hahaha too bad so sad SHE IS.
    You delusional taylor fans, Karma is back guys.
    I cant wait for that bitch to get dumped by this famewhore.
    Do you actually know who gave this guy a recording contract? Yes, Taylor.

  • Anonymous

    Yes, everything you read on the internet really is true.

    lol

    Come on, are you serious?

  • Anonymous

    Jaylor-BULLSHIT!!

  • Anonymous

    Kevin Jonas is a lil bitch. Go away
    whats bb?

  • Anonymous


    check out
    http://WWW.LUV2LUVJONAS.COM

    If you’re a Jonas Brothers fan. :)
    Thanks!

  • Anonymous

    you miley fans suck,he really liked miley,if it was nick jonas youll be like “aww nicky dont worry miley will come around balah blah.”
    you fans have to many favorites.

  • jbfan

    Rob Hoffman never said that. Where are you guys hearing this stuff anyway?

  • Anonymous

    Why are you posting about him? Just let him fade into obscurity where he belongs.

  • Anonymous

    http://community.livejournal.com/ohnotheydidnt/36849194.html

    BLIND ITEM REVEALS

    4. Now, I know there are some bad dates out there, but you would think that if you are in your 20′s you wouldn’t have to have your teenage girlfriend pay for all your dates and your clothes and if you get cash from the parents it is the same thing because she is earning all the money anyway.

    JUSTIN GASTON

  • Anonymous

    You again lol

  • Anonymous

    show me where he has confirmed that and then maybe i’ll believe it.

  • Anonymous

    Rob Hoffman let it slip that Selena Gomez will be invited to Kevin’s wedding cuz she is close with Dani. He also let it slip that Nick and Selena are chatting it up and are still friends.

    ———-

    And where did he “let it slip”?
    LINK, PROOF, ANYTHING?

  • Anonymous

    NILEY FTW!

  • Anonymous

    justin was such a good influence on miley. it’s a shame that she gave that up.
    ——————————————-
    Your kidding right?
    Okay, I’ll go on with your little joke.
    So that must mean Joe and Taylor are BFF’S.
    yeah right.

  • Anonymous

    he got really ugly…

  • Anonymous

    Someone pretty legit told me this guy is now chasing after Taylor and she didn’t say No.
    I didn’t believe it at first but now I will believe this person.

  • Anonymous

    oh please .. GTFO about this Rob Hoffman stuff.
    he don’t give a fuck about selena miley and nick.

    GET OVER IT!

  • Hayley

    Is it true that he and Taylor are dating now?

  • Anonymous

    nelena never dated

  • kimmy4
  • Anonymous

    mileys ugly loke reallly ugly… he onlt dated her for fame bc shes really ugly like hideous the chick is ugly

  • ROTFL

    he was in love and here you are saying what a pedophile. this is why people don’t respect americans. because we so easily fucking label people

    “slut”
    “pedophile”

    my parents are 9 years apart. wow. MUST BE PEDOPHILE.

    show some respect. i hope you all get your hearts fucking trampled on for making fun of someone who obviously cared. you guys are a disgrace.

    we live off people’s sickness and misery.
    i never knew there were people who could be so fucking disgusting

  • Anonymous

    Nooooooooooooo!

  • Anonymous

    The voices inside her head…. poor thing :(

  • anonymous

    He changed his bio on twitter…no more love for that ‘someone’

  • Anonymous

    People they are so dating!Come on look at all the facts.I’m tired of reading rumours.First joe and nick had a double date with Taylor and selena,i saw the pictures(even kevin was there),then the fact that they both accidently spoke of there first date kiss,which was similar,then i have also seen personal pictures of just the two of them taken from what looks like a cellphone.NOT lying!!!Remember how nick doesn’t like to talk about his personal life.

  • Anonymous

    They’re NOT dating. Time will tell who’s right and who’s wrong.

  • Anonymous

    Rob Hoffman never said that.
    STOP making shit up!

  • Anonymous

    Oh dude get over it, they’ll both burn in hell.
    They ARE dating and it’s a fact.
    I can’t wait for July 14th! :)

  • jbfan

    Haha probably. All these kids make up all this crap that isn’t even true.

  • Anonymous

    Who cares! Why is he on here anymore? The only thing that made him anybody was because he was dating Miley, but he’s not anymore, so quit talking about him.

  • Anonymous

    yep, it was a publicity stunt just like saylor

  • jb,miley,and niley #1fan

    wahy u post about him

  • Anonymous

    God I hope not.

  • Anonymous

    LMFAO! read gaston’s @ replied im laughing so harD!

  • Anonymous

    he was a leech, get over it

  • Anonymous

    lame.

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  • Anonymous

    about the rob hoffman thing
    it was already proven a lie.

    ROB HOFFMAN DOESN’T GIVE A SHIT
    WHOEVER JONAS BROTHERS ARE DATING.

    If you are that stupid you will believe it

  • The First Lady

    Nobody cares about him! Maybe… his mom? Uh No. Probably Chase.

  • Anonymous

    I saw this coming when Taylor thanked Justin at the CMT and Miley unfollowed her.
    And then Justin tweets saying Taylor’s video didn’t let him concentrate.

  • Anonymous

    LMFAO, are you the same desperate Nelena fan who made up the other rumor?. Get over it, she was a seat filler.

  • lynndraaaax3

    those are probably some of the gayest pictures i have ever seen. haha

  • melissaaaa

    i love that song! john mayerrrrrrrrr.<3

  • jonaslovatopushplay!

    he was such a cute little kid.
    awwww,
    adorable.
    and now he grew up and he
    is pretty much stunning.
    ahaha.
    he has like the perfect body!
    :DDD
    he is really hot.
    and he is really talented too.
    i love his voice.
    :DDD

  • Anonymous

    think Nick and Selena are dated…..as much as I hate to admit it. They both described the same kiss they obviously had with each other. And they sat next to each other on the bus going to the DC Games. The hug is probably nothing, so I don’t know why everyone is sooooo worked up about it?!?!? I love Nick and Selena….but I really hope Nick stays single!!!! lol

  • jb,miley,and niley #1fan

    NILEY IS BACK :) GO AWAY JUSTIN IS OVER JUST TRYING TO GET ATTETION JUST TO APPEAR ON ANY WEB-SITE

  • Anonymous

    Taylor helped him to enter the record label though.
    Why? I think they are.

  • Anonymous

    why do you guys hate Selena. you just hate her because of Nick. Last time when Miley was with nick. other people hate her just beacuse she was dating him.

  • StaceFace

    -____-

  • Anonymous

    Justin and Taylor are NOT dating! GET OVER IT!!! TIME will tell who’s right and who is wrong!

  • Anonymous

    You???
    again????

    GET A LIFE!

  • 7

    his album would be interesting to see all the songs about miley…i never liked him but i never hated him, im just saying. is it true he’s in the britney video for radar that leaked? the guy in it looks like him

  • Anonymous

    wake up, he liked her money.

  • Anonymous

    EXCLUSIVE: KEVIN’S WEDDING DRESS REVELEAD

    http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v173/youngxxhopeless3/l.jpg

  • xxSari

    no.

  • Anonymous

    ialso agree
    i think all jb ares about nowadays is pubicity=[
    so i dont wnat niley
    but i dont want her with pedo either
    someone like adam sevani would be nice:)

  • Anonymous

    They dated4 reasons
    1:Selena was in there music video Burning up
    2:Selena went to the Philippines with them
    3:Selena was sittting next Nick in the DC Games in the Bus
    4:THE PIC

  • Anonymous

    god he is gay

  • http://Www.twitter.com/paaperplanes BK

    OceanUp, don’t waste your and OUR time on this guy!! We don’t care about him, we never did.

  • PAT

    Justin posted on his twitter a long time ago.
    He has a gay-crush on Joe and he also “suggested” him about his haircut.
    Creeper.

    ———————————————————

    He said he has a crush on Joe.

    ———————————————————

    WOAH! WTF?!! When was THIS?!! How come it wasn’t on the entertainment news?!! Was it on PEREZ?!! How did I miss THIS?!!

  • Anonymous

    The big hoopla over the picture isn’t that they hugged, but that the DISNEY HANDLER wanted the picture deleted and made a fuss about getting it deleted. Why make a fuss over a simple hug? They have tons of pictures out there of The Jonas Brothers hugging people. Unless it is not a simple hug? Either there is something more to the hug that they don’t want to get out or they where affraid people would see it and THINK there was more. Either way Disney created this mess themselves

  • Anonymous

    Trust is not a simple concept. It is something you have to earn. When you earn someone’s trust, they expect you to be honest with them. Treat them with respect. But sometimes, other factors can ruin that trust, until there’s nothing left of it.

    That’s what happened to me.

    Connect 3- the band that every girl loves. Everything about them is perfect to us fans: their music, their style, their looks, so it would make sense that I would just be another crazy girl in the sea of screaming people. But, due to the fact that my dad’s an alcoholic and my family is broke, I would become much more than that.

    Each one of us has a favorite, right? There’s Shane, the lead singer/bad boy of the group, who is every girl’s ideal fantasy; there’s Jason, the silly, fun loving one who still acts like a kid; and there’s Nate, the quiet, serious one. You never hear anything about Nate or Jason in the tabloids, it’s always Shane, Shane, Shane, every minute of every day. Which is why, my dad decided, that my target would be Nate.

    I’m going to tell you right now, none of this was my idea. In the few minutes of the day that my dad’s system was not intoxicated, he randomly decided that I would get Nate to fall in love with me, steal his family’s money, and make my dad rich all within one month.

    Impossible?

    Pretty much.

    My dad’s plan was idiotic and pointless, and I knew it would never work. I mean, first, I had to figure out a way to actually MEET Connect 3, and that was going to be hard enough! But luckily, the first part came easy. Camp Rock was the perfect place for my plan to begin.

    I’m Mitchie Torres, and my story starts now.

  • jbfan

    They WERE dating. They broke up.

  • Anonymous

    Please, this fucker dated her for the money and publicity

  • shaCHEER11

    WOW justin quoting a john mayer song… nice dude

  • Anonymous

    lol so gay

  • Anonymous
  • ok

    ohok

  • Anonymous

    I know and after reading the rumor in Oceanup I went to The Cowboy to ask the owner of the place (I know her) If Taylor and Justin attended the place and she said “Yes”
    Taylor swift was here eating with some random guy, I think Miley’s boyfriend.

  • Anonymous

    People they are so dating!Come on look at all the facts.I’m tired of reading rumours.First joe and nick had a double date with Taylor and selena,i saw the pictures(even kevin was there),then the fact that they both accidently spoke of there first date kiss,which was similar,then i have also seen personal pictures of just the two of them taken from what looks like a cellphone.NOT lying!!!Remember how nick doesn’t like to talk about his personal life.
    ——–

    °__° 0__0 ù__ù

    I’ll pray for you.

  • Anonymous

    i’m glad miley dumped him..

  • iLOvEDALLASTEXAS

    thanks for the phone calls last night guys
    wow..i cant believe ppl thought i was joe jonas LMAO

  • Anonymous

    WORD TO THE WISE…DON’T DATE FAMOUS GIRLS. WHEN THEIR HEARTS GET BROKEN WE TAKE IT PERSONALLY. JONAS BROTHERS INCLUDED MILEY ON CD AND NOW PLAY COY TO WHETHER OR NOT THINGS ARE BACK ON WITH HER AND NICK (which means he just not that into you Miley, and that is wrong). Had Miley not been on that album it would have tanked. USE SOMEBODY-KINGS OF LEON

  • Anonymous

    he said he wasnt

  • jbfan

    He’s to good for miley. and if anyone used somebody, it was miley. She was never really over nick.

  • Anonymous

    Rob Hoffman didn’t say a shit, stfu. It’s the same desparte Nelena fan, get over yourself.

  • Anonymous

    he is such a fucking freak. famewhore.

  • Anonymous

    justin was such a good influence on miley. it’s a shame that she gave that up.

  • sexybeast
  • Anonymous

    they never dated

  • Anonymous

    God Save Us All!

  • Anonymous

    he’s acting like a five year old about this whole thing. he needs to move on. miley has wayyy better things going for her now.

  • Anonymous

    Yeah.

    “I know I was such a fool but I CAN’T LIVE WITHOUT YOU” really shows that, and making an effort and breaking out the shell with writing a beautiful painfull song with your ex shows that too, pss publicy much?
    *note my sarcasm*
    Jb don’t need Miley.
    Nick needs Miley.

  • Anonymous

    He’s hot.

  • Anonymous
  • anonymous

    He looked so much hotter with short hair!

  • Anonymous

    Eww Too good for Miley?
    Hell no.

  • Carolinaajobrosfan(:

    Uggh not the Nelena bullshit agaiN.
    Who believes that? seriously.

  • Anonymous

    God this SOB creeps the fuck out of me. She’s 16 dude. Seriously, let it go.

  • Anonymous

    Too bad Taylor is in the Bahamas :)

  • Anonymous

    http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=publicity+stunt

    It is the easiest, fastest, and cheapest way to obtain popularity. Hence, it becomes main objective of public relations to catch media’s attention.

    There are also less glamorous ways to situate a publicity stunt – articles in entertainment magazines about fake relationship troubles, marriages, miscarriages, divorces, fictitious sex scandals, and court trials are most often placed in order to promote actors popularity, upcoming movie, or show(s).These sorts of stunts are set up by actor’s managers, publicity advisors, and actors themselves.

  • Anonymous
  • Anonymous
  • kimmy4

    i dont mean to be rude, but is he gay?
    and is chase gay too? cause on the guys twitter it has a pink background with flowers

  • Anonymous

    Justin posted on his twitter a long time ago.
    He has a gay-crush on Joe and he also “suggested” him about his haircut.
    Creeper.

    ———————————————————

    He said he has a crush on Joe.

    ———————————————————

    WOAH! WTF?!! When was THIS?!! How come it wasn’t on the entertainment news?!! Was it on PEREZ?!! How did I miss THIS?!!

    ——————-

    WHAT HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA THAT IS THE FUNNIEST SHIT I HEARD

  • anonymous

    justin was such a good influence on miley. it’s a shame that she gave that up.

    ————————-
    really…

  • Anonymous

    Bitch, please!

    http://community.livejournal.com/ohnotheydidnt/36849194.html

    BLIND ITEM REVEALS

    4. Now, I know there are some bad dates out there, but you would think that if you are in your 20′s you wouldn’t have to have your teenage girlfriend pay for all your dates and your clothes and if you get cash from the parents it is the same thing because she is earning all the money anyway.

    JUSTIN GASTON

  • jbfan

    They did use to date. what makes you think they didnt?

  • Tru faxx

    Can you PLEASE stop with the shitty fanfic spamming. It’s not even good.

    My theory is that Billy Ray has/had a crush on Justin and they were doing stufftogether and since Billy loved Wusty soo much he wanted him to get his fifteen minutes. He made Miley go out with him. Remember like the first time we saw him he was on the Ed hardy runway and COINCOINCIDENTALLY Miley was front row licking her lips (hello can u say fake)
    and then we heard the rumors of Billy wanting miley and Justin to stay together because e loves wusty so much he wants to keep him famous or else Wusty won’t give Billy blow jobs anymore.

    Time will tell (I am sure jstin will sell out and do some sort of Miley tell all interview or book) an my theory will be proven correct.

  • Anonymous

    As a matter of fact, YOUR 15 minutes of fame has come and gone. … Congratulations.

    ADIOS ASSTON.

  • Anonymous

    ok i have a question im new on twitter idk how to read replies well other people replies can some body help me

    thanks

  • Anonymous

    jonas brothers never went to the philippines.

  • Anonymous

    werent you ever hurt from a break up

  • Anonymous

    EXCLUSIVE: KEVIN’S WEDDING DRESS REVELEAD

    http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v173/youngxxhopeless3/l.jpg

    lmao

  • LISA

    MILEY DID HIM WRONG,HES WAY HOTTER THAN NICK WILL EVER BE
    I DONNT KNOW WHY HE PUT UP WITH HER CRAP ANY WAYS HANGIN OUT WITH THE PRICK SHE WALKED ALL OVER JUSTIN AND BEING THE GOOD GUY HE IS HE TOOK IT

  • Anonymous

    Aww!
    OMG!!!!!
    That’s so fucking cute.
    He blushed!
    Wow miley is one lucky bitch-

  • m

    ur a really good writer!

  • Anonymous

    shit if hes dating taylor he better not be a ass to her or she’ll fuck him up

  • Anonymous

    Eww teenies “Nelena” has been over for a fucking year now.

  • Anonymous

    nick wrote those songs in end of 07/beg. of 08
    in 2008 he became really douchy and now all he cares about is publiciy
    and yes he even said he wrote bts after right the breakup

  • Anonymous

    Mitchie! Get your lazy ass out of bed, you’re going to be late for work.”

    I sighed and threw my pillow over my face, groaning before I turned to look at the clock. It was four in the morning! I buried my face into my blankets and let out a deafening scream.

    “MITCHIE! What don’t you understand about the words ‘you’re going to be late?’” My dad shouted from the kitchen. Why don’t you get yourself a fucking job?! I wanted to scream. My dad was so money-hungry, it was terrifying. He would do anything and everything to have those crisp dollar bills wadded up in his hand. The only problem was he refused to work. He made me do it for him.

    I finally climbed out of bed and tossed on the first pair of jeans I could find, then rummaged through my drawers to pull out an old T-shirt that had “BMX Tournament 2001” printed across the front. I didn’t have much selection with my clothing. It was either old jeans, musty shirts, or the occasional blouse I could find at the Salvation Army if I had any leftover money after paying my dad. I pulled on my sneakers and grabbed my apron and nametag before running a brush through my hair quickly. I scrubbed at my teeth for a few seconds, spit into the sink, and dashed out of our apartment. My footsteps echoed down the hallway as I burst out the back door of our building and hopped on my bike.

    The Forester is probably one of the oldest buildings in Los Angeles. My dad still lives in the same apartment he has since he was five years old. There are mildew stains all over the walls , the wallpaper is peeling, and our neighbors consist of old ladies and widowed husbands. Outside, the walls are gray and dirty, with bird poop cascading down the sides and broken window shutters hanging off here and there. At first glance, you might even think it was a haunted house from a movie. But the sad thing is, it’s not.

    I pedaled as hard as I could as cars whizzed past me once in awhile. It was still dark outside, but I managed to maneuver my way through the streets until I reached my destination: The Harper Coffeehouse.

    Harper’s is definitely my worst nightmare. It’s one of the places where all the weird, artsy people go to read their poetry at open mic nights once a week. Yeah- it’s THAT kind of coffee house.

    Surprisingly, Harper’s is in a part of the neighborhood where there are no other places to eat, so we get a lot of business. At least enough to bring home my chunk of the rent each week. I toss my apron over my head and pin my nametag on just as the first customer of the morning wanders into the store.

    “Mitchie,” he greets, sidling up to the counter. I plaster the most real grin on my face as I can muster and nod.

    “What can I get you, Carl?” I ask politely. He pretends to scan the menu for a long moment, trying to make me mad.

    “What would you suggest?” He smirks, knowing he’s getting on my nerves. I raise an eyebrow.

    “Hm, how about an I-hate-serving-assholes-like-you latte?” I hiss. He frowns, obviously angry.

    “I can get you fired, bitch,” he whispers, knitting his eyebrows together. I shrug.

    “So? I’ll just find another job.”

    He stands there for a second, pondering what to do. Finally, he sighs and storms out of the shop.

    Great, only three and a half more hours to go.

    oOo

    By the time my shift is finally finished, I have just enough time to bike over to school. Luckily, spring break is coming up next week, so I’ll be able to go home and sleep after work. I pedal over to school and lock my bike up by the front doors just as the bell rings. I grab my things out of locker and run down the hall to class and slip in just as my teacher, Mr. Jenkins, walks in.

    “As some of you may know, we are getting a new student today,” he says, sitting down at his desk. Almost immediately the kids around me begin to chatter in hushed voice. I must’ve missed the memo, because obviously everyone else knows about this kid except for me.

  • Anonymous

    lolz at the rumor makers

  • Anonymous

    awh. he’s too cute.

  • Anonymous

    Too bad this was on Tuesday and Taylor went to the Bahamas on Wednesday, GET.OVER.IT
    Little miss perfect turned out to be a fucking bitch.
    And she helped Gaston to reach his goal, an album, thanks Taylor.

  • Anonymous

    wtf?
    GET THIS GAY PEDOPHILE OFFA MY OCEANUP

  • Anonymous

    WTF????
    What is he doing on here?

    GOOD QUESTION!
    Tim, Kiddo, post thissss!!

    http://justjaredjr.buzznet.com/2009/07/04/kevin-jonas-engagement-party-danielle-deleasa/

  • Anonymous

    idk you but this is what i call HOT
    http://justjaredjr.buzznet.com/gallery/photos.php?yr=2009&mon=06&evt=jonas-mayhem&pic=jonas-brothers-madrid-mayhem-13.jpg
    ——————————————-

    im so jealous of miley right now ahhhhhhhhhhhhh he is so fucking FINE

    hes GORGEOUS!

  • Anonymous

    Lmao, dude … they broke up!. Selena was a rebound, like Justin.

  • Anonymous

    WERE
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    FOR
    THE
    DIRT
    YOU
    HAVE
    ON
    HER
    SO
    COME
    ON
    WITH
    IT
    WERE DYING TO SEE AND HEAR EVERY THING

  • Anonymous

    they just never dated

  • Anonymous

    lol wut

  • anonymous

    Whats with his tatoo.

  • sexybeast

    justin likes joe jonas?!? wtf! i knew he was gay
    well at least hes not after a child this time lol

  • Anonymous

    new post plz

  • fran

    miley dosent desvere u she only used u to get back with nick but youl find a great girl someday the nice preaty and cool everything mi.ley doesnt have

  • Anonymous

    Who cares?

  • Anonymous

    Justin posted on his twitter a long time ago.
    He has a gay-crush on Joe and he also “suggested” him about his haircut.
    Creeper.

    ———————————————————

    He said he has a crush on Joe.

    ———————————————————

    WOAH! WTF?!! When was THIS?!! How come it wasn’t on the entertainment news?!! Was it on PEREZ?!! How did I miss THIS?!!

    ——————-

    WHAT HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA THAT IS THE FUNNIEST SHIT I HEARD

    ´…………….
    Lol I know he said he was watching The Jb on tv and “Joey” shouldn’t have cut his hair because it was much better before.
    Eww, he’s a freak.

  • Anonymous

    http://www.rollingstone.com/rockdaily/index.php/2009/07/01/kevin-jonas-gets-engaged-to-longtime-girlfriend/

    OMG GUYS I THINK THE NELENA THING IS TRUE :(:(
    -
    get a life!!!!
    stop post this shit!!!!

  • The First Lady

    justin was such a good influence on miley. it’s a shame that she gave that up.
    ———————
    OK Justin

  • Anonymous

    Now the past
    Can come alive
    And give it meaning
    And a reason
    To give all I can
    To believe once again

    If it’s you and me forever
    If it’s you and me right now
    That’d be alright
    Be alright
    We’ll chase the stars to lose our shadow
    Peter Pan and Wendy turned out fine
    So won’t you fly with me

    Maybe you were just afraid
    Knowing you were miles away
    From the place where you needed to be
    And that’s right here with me

  • Anonymous

    lmao that didnt prove anything other than that people are posting their comments on here

  • Anonymous

    Quiet down!” Mr. Jenkins shrieks, his voice wailing. The entire class turns silent and he smiles in satisfaction. “As I was saying, our new student will be arriving later today. I want you all to be very nice, and not him treat him like he’s-“

    “Famous?”

    All of us turn to the corner of the room, where Tess Tyler is sitting. Tess is one of those bubbly blondes, on the cheerleading squad kind of girl. Head of the school, pretty much. All of the guys love her, and all of the girls bow down to her. I guess it really is possible to have that kind of power.

    “Yes, Ms. Tyler. I want you all to treat Mr. Gray like a normal human being.” Mr. Jenkins explains slowly. When he says “Mr. Gray” the entire class bursts out into rounds of shrieks and laughter. I close my eyes and try to think of someone with the last name Gray. There’s Matt Gray, the skateboarder….or Lucas Gray, the actor…but none of them are my age. Who could it be?

    “I can’t believe Nate’s coming to our school!” Tess squeals from behind me. All of her friends nod and reply in agreement. Wait, what? Nate Gray? From Connect 3? At our SCHOOL?

    My stomach starts twisting and I am beginning to feel nauseous. I raise my hand. “Mr. Jenkins?” May I-

    But that’s when the classroom door opens.

  • Anonymous

    jsutin tweeted he was in the studio or somehting onve
    that just pproves that hes a famewhore

  • Anonymous

    justin was such a good influence on miley. it’s a shame that she gave that up.

    yeah, sure…
    http://cm1.theinsider.com/media/0/113/96/justin_gaston_shirtless_2.0.0.0×0.400×301.jpeg

  • Anonymous

    http://justjaredjr.buzznet.com/gallery/photos.php?yr=2009&mon=06&evt=jonas-mayhem&pic=jonas-brothers-madrid-mayhem-17.jpg


    Look at those eyes, look at those lips., look at that OMG! Look at that!
    HES SO DAMN HOT!

  • Anonymous

    Lame.
    And I love how they confirm Niley.
    Was this worth dude?
    Nelena is over GET OVER IT.

  • Anonymous

    He’s hot.
    ———
    OK Chase

  • Anonymous

    Did you guys know that miley is the one who pays dinner and dates when she’s with gaston?

    like seriously it should be the guy.

  • Anonymous

    i dont mean to be rude, but is he gay?
    —–
    i think YES!

  • :]

    Oh, look! It’s the same dude who got played by a 16 years old virgin in a boy band.
    ___

    LMFAO!

    Justin: Nick, you’re not planning on getting Miley back right?

    Nick: Oh no, why would you think that?. We’re just reconnecting

    Later that day

    *Nick & Miley making out*

    Justin: OMG, dude!. You told me you were just reconnecting and nothing more

    Nick: Justy Wusty, take it easy. We’re reconnecting our lips, they haven’t been so close for a while, sadly.

    Justin: Oh cool.

    A week later when Justin sees the jetski pics

    *calls Nick* Justin: Dude, WTF!?. You told be you were just friends!

    Nick: Alright motherfucker, do you seriously think I would let you walk around with MY GIRL?.

    Justin: But, but …

    Nick: Listen, I’m about to show her how much I love her, if you know what I mean *laughs*. So go and read your bible.

  • Anonymous

    Its a commenter who said that.

    I can leave a fucking comment there and say that
    nick took a flight to georgia after that night.
    and he will spend time with miley july 4th

    and everyone will believe .

    GOD some people are really just stupid

  • Anonymous

    MILEY DID HIM WRONG,HES WAY HOTTER THAN NICK WILL EVER BE
    ——
    lmao!

    chase. get a life.

  • Anonymous

    We’ll see. No need to freak out.

  • Anonymous

    Never in my life have I seen the amount of excitement that amounted from my classmates when I stepped into the room. It was as if they were seeing God, or something. I was like a freaking epiphany for them. Sighing, I strode over to the teacher, Mr. Jenkins. His hair was greasy, and his brow was covered in sweat. Gross, I think, handing him my tardy slip.

    “Sorry I’m late,” I say. At the sound of my voice, practically all the girls in the room swoon. Except for one, I notice, who’s sitting in the back looking annoyed. Her brown hair falls in waves over her shoulders and her eyes are thick and chocolaty. I smirk and take the empty seat behind her quickly.

    “Welcome, Mr. Gray,” the teacher stutters as I get comfortable in my chair. It was the record label’s idea to send me to public school. Give you a taste of real life, is what they told me. Real life? Pfft. Having to sit around a stuffy classroom with a bunch of losers was not my idea of real life.

    As Mr. Jenkins starts to ramble about some huge Chinese disaster in the thirteenth century, I lean forward and try to catch a glimpse of what annoyed girl is writing. From my view, it looks like poems or lyrics, but I can’t quite tell for sure.

    “Whatcha writing?” I whisper. I hear her mumble something under her breath, but she doesn’t turn around. Of course, the only girl in school who doesn’t give a crap about me. Figures.

    “I asked you a question,” I smirk and reach over, yanking the book out of her hands. She spins around, her face red with anger and her eyes piercing through my skin.

    “Just because you’re some fucked up rockstar doesn’t mean you can just waltz in here and act like you own the place,” she hisses, her face reddening even more as she reaches for the book. Luckily, I’m a good four inches taller than her, so I lean back and hold the book out of her reach. She sighs in defeat and slumps back in her chair still staring straight at me.

    “Oh, so I’m the fucked up one,” I whisper back, giving her a smug smile as I start to read from the book. “Until You’re Mine? What kind of crazy song title is that?”

    “Ugh.” She huffs and grabs the book back as I bring my hand down onto my desk. I watch as she turns back around and furiously writes something down in her notebook. I lean forward again and attempt to read her messy print.

    Note to self: It says at the top of the page, do NOT talk to Nate Gray ever again.

    I chuckle and lean back in my seat, satisfied. Girls are so bitchy sometimes.

  • Anonymous

    Now the past
    Can come alive
    And give it meaning
    And a reason
    To give all I can
    To believe once again

    If it’s you and me forever
    If it’s you and me right now
    That’d be alright
    Be alright
    We’ll chase the stars to lose our shadow
    Peter Pan and Wendy turned out fine
    So won’t you fly with me

    Maybe you were just afraid
    Knowing you were miles away
    From the place where you needed to be
    And that’s right here with me


    i love fly with me!

  • Anonymous

    lmao

  • Anonymous

    tha songs about daneille

  • Anonymous

    can we stop giving him attention please? he’s just trying to extend his 15 minutes, and it ain’t happening. gtfo, gaston.

  • anonymous

    justin was such a good influence on miley. it’s a shame that she gave that up.

    yeah, sure…
    http://cm1.theinsider.com/media/0/113/96/justin_gaston_shirtless_2
    ——————-
    He looks hot in that picture!

  • sexybeast

    omgee i see facial hair on nicks face
    finally ahah!

  • Anonymous

    Tim, are you kidding me????

  • Anonymous

    Taylor is in nashville actually

    “in Nashville. 107.5 playing you belong with me. Yesssssssssss.2:48 PM Jun 30th from mobile web “

  • Anonymous

    By the time lunch rolls around, I’ve already found four different phone numbers stuffed in my locker AND a note telling me to meet someone beside the bleachers afterschool. I chuck all the papers into the recycling bin and stroll into the cafeteria confidently. As my footsteps echo off the white walls, the entire room falls silent at my presence. I want to laugh out loud at everyone’s reactions- I mean, come on, I’m the same as them- but I don’t. Instead, I slowly step into the lunchline, put a burger and a soda on my tray, and scan the room for a place to sit. A couple of girls stare at me longingly, almost begging me with their eyes to come sit with them. Instead, I pick up my tray and walk over to (you guessed it) annoyed girl’s table. She has her back to me, and is sitting with two other guys I don’t recognize. I plop my food down next to her and take a seat.

    “Well hey there, annoyed girl. You still look pretty annoyed.” I smirk and bite into my burger. She turns and narrows her eyes at me.

    “What,” she hisses quietly, “is your fucking problem?” By now, the entire cafeteria is still staring at me, and all of them obviously heard her remark. I swallow my food and shrug innocently.

    “I don’t believe I have a problem, actually,” I reply evenly before turning to her friends. “I’m Nate.”

    They both stare at me, completely shocked, before one of them with blonde hair and muggy green eyes straightens up. “I’m Lenny, and this is Jeremiah.”

    Jeremiah is still looking straight at me, so I wave my hand in front of his face. “Hello? Anyone there?”

    His face flushes a deep shade of red and he looks down. “Sorry. It’s just, you’re famous, and-“

    I clap a hand on his shoulder. “Don’t worry about it. At least you didn’t pass out.”

    This comment makes Jeremiah blush even more, and I stifle a laugh before taking another bite of my burger. I can still feel Mitchie’s gaze burning straight through me, but I ignore it and focus on chewing my food. Chomp, chomp, chomp…

    “Are you stalking me, or something?” She blurts. I shrug.

    “No, but if you want, I can,” I smirk, “Having the paparazzi following you around is good practice.”

    Mitchie’s face scrunches up angrily and she bolts up out of her chair. Before I have the slightest idea what’s happening, she tosses her entire try of pasta at me. I shut my eyes as the sauce splatters across my face and the noodles flip and flop as they land all over me.

    “That will teach you not to mess with me,” she screeches. “Jer, Lenny, let’s go.”

    The boys jump up out of their seats and obediently follow Mitchie out of the cafeteria. I absentmindedly pick a noodle off of my lap as I watch her go, brown hair swinging behind her. So she wanted a challenge?

    I like challenges.

    oOo

  • Anonymous

    Dude Nick’s lovely.
    Hve you ever seen this pic?

    http://images.yodibujo.es/_uploads/membres/articles/20090103/nick-mirando-a-miley-omg_c8t.jpg

    That my friend is LOVE :)

    Or this one?

    http://lh5.ggpht.com/_oYwRy6SWvXY/SXWhYiKNLQI/AAAAAAAAEd0/8rNGnobzJMk/s800/obama-huge-5.jpg

    “I don’t want to lose her, don’t want to let her go”

  • Anonymous

    Stop posting this garbage!
    get some friends!

  • Anonymous

    ARE YOU HIGH GIRL lmao

  • jbfan

    Miley just used him because she wanted nick back…

  • Anonymous

    Nick is rumored to be reunited with former flame Miley Cyrus,

    This really proves nelena.

  • Anonymous

    Why do people think he’s dating Taylor?

  • Anonymous

    …You’ll post about an irrelevant famewhore but not Kevin and Danielle? Wow.

  • mary

    all that talk that her and her family made about him how they loved him was all shit
    they didnt care anything about this man that helped their daughter stay on the line.
    they all have stopped following him on twitter
    once nick came back into the picture they kicked justin to the curb…wrong
    they are making talk about him to every one just like they made talk about the jb’s
    its all about fame

  • Anonymous

    LMFAO, yeah … by saying that Miley & Nick are dating?. Dude WTF!?

  • carla

    Shut up people. He is just a guy who got heart broken by that stupid bitch MileY!

  • Anonymous

    We’re moving!”

    I swear, my head almost exploded when my mom cried those words. Moving? But why? It was Summer, for pete’s sake! And it didn’t help that Camp Rock was closed this year. Something about ‘the directors taking a break.’ Pfft. Thanks, Brown. You really came through for me!

    “But Mom! Where? Why? WHEN?” I demanded. She saw how angry I was and the smile instantly disappeared off of her face.

    “Next week…to New Jersey.” She muttered quietly. “Look, Mitchie, sweetie, if I had know you would be this upset…”

    I stopped her from speaking. “It’s okay Mom, I know you didn’t mean to,” I said quietly, “but I guess we should start packing, huh?”

    She smiled gently. “Yeah,” she placed her hand on my shoulder comfortingly, “we should.”

    So that was the day that my life began to fall apart.

    Three days later, I’m taping up the last of my boxes in my room when my phone buzzes. I look to see who it is and instantly am overjoyed.

    “Shane!” I squeal. “I haven’t talked to you in forever! What’s up?”

    I expected him to laugh on the other line, or at least sound cheerful. But instead, all I got was a dull ‘nuthing’ and some muffled voices in the background.

    “Look, Mitchie…” he said, his voice scratchy and deep from the speaker. I cringe a bit when he says my name. It sounds so….sad.

    “Yeah?” I ask, bowing my head and praying that he’s not going to say what I think he’s about to say.

    “I think we should take a break.”

    Yup, he said it. The jerk said it. THE BIG, STUPID, ASSHOLE SAID IT.

    I shut my phone and threw myself back on my bed and began to sob. Why him? Why now? Everything was going so wrong! This wasn’t supposed to be happening….I let out a ear-breaking, needy wail. Suddenly, I heard a chuckle in the background.

    “Um, Mitchie? I’m still here.”

    I turned bright crimson (even though Shane wasn’t really there) and pressed the red button about twenty times, just to be safe. After I was sure he was gone, I went back to my bed, face burrowed in my pillows, and cried my eyes out for the next four hours.

    .

  • Anonymous

    Its a commenter who said that.

    I can leave a fucking comment there and say that
    nick took a flight to georgia after that night.
    and he will spend time with miley july 4th

    and everyone will believe .

    GOD some people are really just stupid


    some people are very sad.

  • kimmy4

    tim are you shitting me!?
    post the kevin/danielle thing!

  • Anonymous

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  • fjksdfsd.

    I’ll date you Justin :] He’s so sweet and cute.

  • anonymous

    justin was such a good influence on miley. it’s a shame that she gave that up.

    ————————-
    No…just no!

  • Anonymous

    Four days after my mental breakdown, filled with sappy romantic comedies and sixty-two tubs of Ben & Jerry’s Triple Chocolate Fudge (yup, I counted), I was in the car on our way to my new home. Yalestown, New Jersey, to be exact. When we pulled up in front of a large, 1800’s, Victorian style home, I about shouted, “No! This can’t be our house! It’s too BIG!” But instead, I just turned up my ipod full blast to my favorite song- “Crushcrushcrush” by Paramore. My mom insisted I turn my music down, but I just ignored her and tossed the hood of my black sweatshirt over my brown hair. Stuffing my hands into my pockets- it was about fourty degrees cooler here than it was in Florida- I stalked into the house and up to what looked like my bedroom. The movers had already set up most of the furniture, and all that was missing was my stuff. I began to tear open a box when I heard my mom call, “MITCHIE! Come down here!” I groaned and slowly walked down the stairs, hiding my face even more in my hood. When I reached the bottom, a prim lady (probably in her mid 40’s) was standing there, smiling and holding out a plate of oatmeal chocolate chip cookies like they were an Academy Award or something. I smirked at her before turning to my mom.

    “What?” I asked impatiently. She smiled.

    “Mitchie, this is Mrs. McArthur. She lives across the street.

    I give the lady an cold hard stare and turn to go back up to my room, but my mom grabs my arm and hisses,

    “Mitchie! Be polite!” Then she turns back to Mrs. Mc-whatever and says, “So sorry about Mitchie! She’s just tired from the long drive. Aren’t you, Mitchie?”

    I smile fakely and reply, “Oh yes, just so, SO tired. So tired that I’m going to take a nap now. Goodbye.” I spin around and think that I might actually get away this time, but again, somebody stops me. This time, it’s the old lady.

    “Oh, but..Mitchie, was it? I have a son and I’m sure he’ll be delighted to meet you!” She squeaks. Her voice is high and nasally, and I’m sick of it already. I mimick her under my breath before turning around…again.

    “I can just meet him some other time,” I explain, hoping to get her off my back. It doesn’t work.

    “But I insist!” She ‘insists’ (hahahaha, that is SO not funny!) and turns to look back out the front door. “Nate!” She calls, “NATE!” When she says his name, she accents the ‘A’ so it sounds like, ‘Nayyte.’ I giggle just as a boy with curly brown hair walks in.

    “Mitchie, this is Nate, Nate, this is Mitchie.” Mrs. McArdur (is that what is?) says. He has a skateboard in his hand, and is looking at the ground. Skinny Jeans, vintage Rolling Stone Tee, and torn up converse. He reminds me of someone….

    He reminds me of….me?!

    “Hey,” his voice is low and gravelly, kind of tough-guy like. I nod.

    “Sup,” I reply, moving my hair out of my face a little just so he can get a slight glimpse. When he looks up, he instantly looks back down and says:

    “Mom, I’m going boarding with the guys. Can do the introductions later?”

    She sighs and says, “Sure, sure. I don’t mind as long as the Torres’ don’t. Is it alright if Nate leaves?”

    My mom replies with a smile and ‘Oh yes, it’s fine,’ and I am about to let him go but abruptly change my mind.

    “Actually….mind if I tag along?” I ask. He gives me a disgusted look, but him mom squeaks,

    “Sure! Of course! Nate, is it alright with you?”

    He responds, “whatever,” and I say,

    “Just let me go grab my board.”

    I run up to my room and and grab my backpack, which is covered in stickers from my favorite bands and has my skateboard hanging out the back. I skid downstairs and say, “Let’s go.”

    Nate closes the door behind us and says, “You sure don’t know what you’re getting yourself into, new girl.”

    I shrug and say, “I get that a lot. Now are we gonna go? Or just stand here and threaten each other like little wussies?”

    He whistles and hops on his board. “Hey, just don’t say you weren’t warned.”

    I really, really, hope that was a joke.

  • Anonymous

    jared >>> timmy

  • Anonymous

    Justin posted on his twitter a long time ago.
    He has a gay-crush on Joe and he also “suggested” him about his haircut.
    Creeper.

    ———————————————————

    He said he has a crush on Joe.

    ———————————————————

    WOAH! WTF?!! When was THIS?!! How come it wasn’t on the entertainment news?!! Was it on PEREZ?!! How did I miss THIS?!!

    ——————-

    WHAT HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA THAT IS THE FUNNIEST SHIT I HEARD

    ´…………….
    Lol I know he said he was watching The Jb on tv and “Joey” shouldn’t have cut his hair because it was much better before.
    Eww, he’s a freak.
    …………………….
    HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH JOEY?
    I remember him saying he had a crush on Joe but suggesting him about a hair cut?
    LMFAO!

  • Anonymous

    justin was such a good influence on miley. it’s a shame that she gave that up.

    such a good influence

    http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I6fRquEc_PQ/SQGsavcpoiI/AAAAAAAALLg/PQZdeXMwAfI/s400/justin+gaston+ubriaco.jpg

  • Anonymous

    wow in the flower pic he looks soooooo gay!

  • Anonymous

    I miss nelena :(

  • sexybeast

    yeah nd that rumor bout that niley date on the 6th said that nick paid for EVERYHTING unlike justin

  • Anonymous

    Nick is rumored to be reunited with former flame Miley Cyrus,

    This really proves nelena.


    i know.
    lmao :)

  • Anonymous

    wtf this shit has been up for four hours! tim where are you, no one cares about this loser, post kanielle pics!

  • Anonymous

    he looks so GAY at the pics. not cool anymore,

  • Anonymous

    uhm, who cares?

  • Anonymous

    After half an hour of a grueling walk (I’m used to skateboarding- what else can I say?) Nate and I finally arrive at the mall. He makes a disgusted face as we walk in and see all the preppy blonde girls in leather miniskirts and tight tank-tops, and I just sigh and say, “Get used it.”

    We start at Hot Topic. Nate says he wants some new T-shirts, so I just browse around and look at all the cool stuff on the walls. Some of the quotes on the clothes are great, but others are stupid and corny. “I was born hot,” one says. Ugh. I shake my head and head back to the dressing rooms to wait for Nate. Sitting down on one of the splatter-black-painted benches, I pull out my cellphone and am about to check for messages when the dressing room door opens.

    “Hey, what about-“ Nate starts to say, but stops when he notices something in the store entrance. I’m confused.

    “What?” I ask. He doesn’t say anything, but just grabs me and yanks me into the dressing room with him, the door banging shut just as he pulls me all the way through. “What the hell?” I whisper-cry. He looks scared to death.

    “Ex-girlfriend,” he breathes shakily, “It’s a long story.”

    I nod, and we wait in the dressing room for a few minutes before he is sure that the girl is gone and reaches to open the door.

    “Wait,” I say, grabbing his arm. He stops.

    “Yeah?”

    I smirk. “Why’d you pull me in here too? She doesn’t know who I am, or that I’m with you. You coulda just left me out there.”

    Nate looks dumbfounded and helpless. Ha. I knew it.

    “You did it on purpose.”

    He shakes his head feverishly. “No! No, no I didn’t. I didn’t.”

    “Yeah, right.” I mutter, smiling. He smiles back, and I realize that we really are friends.

    At least, for now.

    Aside from Hot Topic, there’s not much in the local mall worth shopping in. We stop at Vans and I get a new pair, but that’s pretty much it. On our way out, I ask if he wants to stop and eat.

    “Sure,” Nate replies. We head just down the road to Pink Berry and get some frozen yogurt. Just as we’re sitting down, my phone buzzes.

  • Anonymous

    Oh, look! It’s the same dude who got played by a 16 years old virgin in a boy band.
    ___

    LMFAO!

    Justin: Nick, you’re not planning on getting Miley back right?

    Nick: Oh no, why would you think that?. We’re just reconnecting

    Later that day

    *Nick & Miley making out*

    Justin: OMG, dude!. You told me you were just reconnecting and nothing more

    Nick: Justy Wusty, take it easy. We’re reconnecting our lips, they haven’t been so close for a while, sadly.

    Justin: Oh cool.

    A week later when Justin sees the jetski pics

    *calls Nick* Justin: Dude, WTF!?. You told be you were just friends!

    Nick: Alright motherfucker, do you seriously think I would let you walk around with MY GIRL?.

    Justin: But, but …

    Nick: Listen, I’m about to show her how much I love her, if you know what I mean *laughs*. So go and read your bible.
    ———————–
    LMAO

  • Anonymous

    jared >>> timmy

    all the way, dude!

  • Anonymous

    Did I miss something? Who is he?

  • Anonymous

    Dude I’m telling Ya, Rose the owner of The Cowboy said Tswift was there with Justin.

  • Anonymous

    go see a therapist.

  • c

    Justin is way to much of a man for Miley,shes to inmature to be with a man like Justin,as i see it her and Nick deserve each other their both have alot of growing up to do

  • Anonymous

    LMFAO!!! HAHA “reconnecint our lips” LOL!

  • Anonymous

    IKR? Oceanup is so low now.
    fuck you TIM

  • Anonymous
  • Anonymous

    Aww!
    THE 1ST PIC OMG!

  • Anonymous

    well, you need help.

    ASAP!

  • Anonymous

    I already asked him about a “tell all book” on twitter and he tweeted
    back about two hours later that “you never burn your bridges”. Now,
    I have no proof that that answer was in response to my tweet, but it
    is very possible. He is NOT the “ambitious” type and I don’t suspect we
    will be seeing any tell-all out of him. Least, I hope not. He can sit
    and say anything he wants and then it’s he-said, she-said etc.

  • 7

    buahahahahah someone put a fanfiction here

  • Anonymous

    Oh, look! It’s the same dude who got played by a 16 years old virgin in a boy band.
    ___

    LMFAO!

    Justin: Nick, you’re not planning on getting Miley back right?

    Nick: Oh no, why would you think that?. We’re just reconnecting

    Later that day

    *Nick & Miley making out*

    Justin: OMG, dude!. You told me you were just reconnecting and nothing more

    Nick: Justy Wusty, take it easy. We’re reconnecting our lips, they haven’t been so close for a while, sadly.

    Justin: Oh cool.

    A week later when Justin sees the jetski pics

    *calls Nick* Justin: Dude, WTF!?. You told be you were just friends!

    Nick: Alright motherfucker, do you seriously think I would let you walk around with MY GIRL?.

    Justin: But, but …

    Nick: Listen, I’m about to show her how much I love her, if you know what I mean *laughs*. So go and read your bible.
    —–
    ROLF!
    I LOVE YOU!
    the best damn thing that my eyes have ever seen!!!

  • Anonymous

    HEY, it says, WE NEED TO TALK. CALL ME. XOXO SHANE

    My breath catches in my throat and I exhale sharply. My sudden mood-change registers with Nate and he asks,

    “What’s wrong?”

    My hands, white as snow and clammy as, well, clams, shake madly as I hold up the phone for him to read.

    “Who the fuck is Shane?” He chuckles, but when he sees how pissed off I am, stops.

    “Ex-boyfriend.” I say quietly. “’It’s a long story.’”

    My lame attempt at humor as I quote Nate’s earlier words falls flat. We sit in silence, and after awhile, I rise up out of my seat and grab my bags.

    “We should get going. Mom’s probably wondering where I am.”

    Nate gives me a sly look and stands up as well. “Didn’t you get the memo? When you hang with Nate McArthur, there is no curfew.”

    He leads me outside, down the street, around corners and through allies, until we reach a small, quaint suburb on the opposite side of town. Quaint? Yeah, right. I spoke to soon. There is a block-party going in full swing, but this isn’t your neighborhood get together. Coolers full of beer sit off to the side on the burb, and I swear, every other person I see has a cigarette on hand.

    “Nate…I don’t think this is a good idea.”

    He smirks. “It’s fine,” he breathes, “Just stay by me. What happened to Miss I’m-To-Tough-For-You attitude, huh?”

    I roll my eyes as he leads me over to one of the bright red coolers. He pulls out to beers and hands me one. I grab it, crack open the lid, and take a swig. It tastes stale and musty, but I gulp down another sip. I promise myself I won’t drink too much, but apparently Nate doesn’t have the same self-preservance. He chokes down the entire can and grabs another.

    “Nate, are you okay?” I ask, concerned.

    He shrugs. “Yeah, I’m fine.” There goes the second can. Onto number three.

    “Seriously, you’re drinking a lot…” I muster. He nods.

    “I know. Just one more drink.”

    Or three or four?

    “I warned, you Nate.” I tell him. Three hours later, it’s about midnight. I’m sitting on the curb, and Nate is laying next to me, his head in my lap.

    “I know.” He grunts, and leans over to throw up once more.

    “That’s gross.” I look away. He wipes his mouth and smiles softly.

    “Yup.”

    In the next ten minutes, he throws up three more times. Every time I see his face go sour, I turn the opposite direction and wait until I can’t hear the coughing and gagging anymore. So this is what it’s like to be drunk, I wonder, won’t be trying that anytime soon.

    He rests his head back on my legs and closes his eyes. I shake my head. Great. Now he’s going to fall asleep. But instead of objecting, I just stroke his hair and let him rest. That’s what friends are for, right?

    I’m pretty close to dozing off when my phone buzzes again. I sigh, and check it.

    I MISS YOU. PLEASE CALL ME. –SHANE

    Ugh. Why won’t the jerk leave me alone? I turn off my phone and shove it back in my pocket. Helping him stand as gently as possible, I guide Nate up and wrap his arm around my shoulder.

    “Think you’ll be able to make it home?” I ask him.

    He groans a small, “Yes.” And we begin the long trek back in the dark.

    “Mitchie?” He murmurs a few minutes later. I look over at him in surprise.

    “Yeah?” I reply. He seems to recall something.

    “You know that guy who texted you earlier?”

    I nod.

    “Fuck ‘em. Fuck ‘em, fuck ‘em, fuck ‘em.”

    He leans back into my shoulder so that I’m carrying most of his weight.

    I laugh quietly to myself.

  • Anonymous

    PEDOPHILE!!!!!!

  • michelle

    k somebody needs to tell this guy that he was just mileys rebound.

    miley only got him because she needed a distraction.

    and he actually fell for her when he shouldnt have.

  • Anonymous

    He’s dating Taylor now, already creepin over somebody else.
    But the thing is I dont care about Taylor…

  • Anonymous

    Really? I don’t think so

    Now the past can come alive….

    knowing you were miles away from the place where you needed to be….

    even when we’re miles and miles apart you’re still holding all of my heart…

  • Anonymous

    I LOVE the Jonas Brothers.
    I think Danielle and Kevin are a PERFECT match.
    I like Selena. And i like Demi.
    I like Miley aswell. And Taylor.
    I just think think Miley wanted to break Selena and Demi up because she introduced Taylor to Selena straight after Selena and Nick broke up. Then Miley got closer to Demi and we all know that Demi is really tight with the Jonas Brothers, Miley got what she wanted and is now with Nick, she doesnt talk to Demi as much as she used too. And now Demi and Selena dont really talk much at all! Taylor is getting more successful because she knows what she is doing.

    Get my point? .. Still i love all of them.

    Justin is boring. I dont even know why he is on OceanUp. =] .. i dont even know why Miley dated him!

  • Anonymous

    again nick looks at everyone like that
    i dont trust him with mileys heart anymore
    w/e she can date him, but we hes not there for her again
    i will be:D

  • Anonymous

    We must rebel against TIMMY THE KIDDO.

  • Anonymous

    “Justin is way to much of a man for Miley,shes to inmature to be with a man like Justin”

    http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I6fRquEc_PQ/SQLfWRl-5XI/AAAAAAAALNs/4T5fxSEHcgM/s400/justin_gaston_drunk.jpg

  • Anonymous

    Oh, look! It’s the same dude who got played by a 16 years old virgin in a boy band.
    -………
    LOL!
    poor Justy,

  • Anonymous

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  • Anonymous

    Did I miss something? Who is he?
    ————————-
    He is your gay boyfirend chase!

  • sexybeast

    HAHAHAHAHAH =p

  • Amy

    I never want to see his face again. oceanUP, he’s out of Miley’s life, and thus is no longer relevant. Please stop posting about him.

  • Anonymous

    He looks at me, an amused expression on his face. I give him a questioning look, and he chuckles. He stands up and pulls his T-shirt over his his head, exposing his perfectly toned stomach. I look down.

    “What are you doing?”

    He takes my arm and helps me up.

    “This.”

    He picks me up, cradling me baby-style, and takes a few steps backward. Oh god.

    “Nate….”

    “CANNON BALL!”

    He sprints across the pool deck and leaps into the pool with me in his arms. We plunge beneath the silky surface of the water and a burst of bubbles escapes from my lips as I surface for air.

    “Naaaate!” I giggle, and he emerges from under and spits a stream of water at me.

    “What? I warned you.”

    We both laugh as we bob up and down in the water. It’s probably at least two right now. Oh well. Like it matters!

    “Hey Mitchie?” Nate stops laughing. I glance at him.

    “Yeah?”

    He looks away. “Would you care…if I did this?”

    Slowly, he swims closer to me so his face is just inches from mine. My breath catches in my throat as he slowly leans in and presses his lips to mine. I gently loosen up and start to kiss him back. He deepens the kiss and starts exploring the inside of my mouth with his tongue. Wow. I never kissed Shane like this. Ever. And it’s…amazing.

    Nate pulls away and looks me in the eye.

    “Better than Shane?” He asks.

    I smile. “Defenitley better than Shane.”

    I grab him and begin to kiss him again, this time not as hesitant. Our legs intertwine underwater, and I think of how perfect the moment is.

    I never want it to end.

  • Anonymous

    justin was such a good influence on miley. it’s a shame that she gave that up.

    such a good influence

    http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I6fRquEc_PQ/SQGsavcpoiI/AAAAAAAALLg/PQZdeXMwAfI/s400/justin+gaston+ubriaco.jpg

    hahahahahahahahahahahahah

  • Anonymous

    Smart girl. You go, Miley Coco :D

  • Anonymous

    taylor met selena when her and joe were dating

  • Anonymous

    I FUCKING HATE MILEY CYRUS
    HER LATEST TWEET IS ABOUT THIS FAMEWHORE.

    LIKE WTF? YOU ALREADY HAVE A BOYFRIEND AND STILL VENTING ABOUT YOUR EX? SERIOUSLY?

    I FEEL SORRY FOR NICK JONAS.

  • Anonymous
  • NICOLEE.

    Jesus, Justin is so GAY.

    Get over yourself, you’re a MAN, she’s an obnoxious 16 year old girl.

    Get a job man.

  • Anonymous

    Anonymous | July 4, 2009 9:07 AM | Reply
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    IT
    WERE DYING TO SEE AND HEAR EVERY THING

    hell yes bring it on justin we want to know every detail

  • Anonymous

    yeah nd that rumor bout that niley date on the 6th said that nick paid for EVERYHTING unlike justin

    Nick is a gentleman

  • Anonymous

    POST MORE :) or give the link to where I can read the whole story :)

  • Anonymous

    miley rebound boy

  • Anonymous

    Justin posted on his twitter a long time ago.
    He has a gay-crush on Joe and he also “suggested” him about his haircut.
    Creeper.

    ———————————————————

    He said he has a crush on Joe.

    ———————————————————

    WOAH! WTF?!! When was THIS?!! How come it wasn’t on the entertainment news?!! Was it on PEREZ?!! How did I miss THIS?!!

    ——————-

    WHAT HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA THAT IS THE FUNNIEST SHIT I HEARD

    ´…………….
    Lol I know he said he was watching The Jb on tv and “Joey” shouldn’t have cut his hair because it was much better before.
    Eww, he’s a freak.
    …………………….
    HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH JOEY?
    I remember him saying he had a crush on Joe but suggesting him about a hair cut?
    LMFAO!

    …………………..
    LMAO!
    Poor Bb everyone wants him.
    There’s a site for older women who have a crush on Joe.
    Hahaha

  • Anonymous

    uh
    miley did not introduce selena to taylor. they met while taylor was with joe and selena was with nick.

  • Anonymous

    Some really legit people are saying that.

  • Anonymous

    Taylor is in nashville actually

    “in Nashville. 107.5 playing you belong with me. Yesssssssssss.2:48 PM Jun 30th from mobile web ”
    —————–
    Too bad this was on Tuesday and Taylor went to the Bahamas on Wednesday, GET.OVER.IT

  • LOL

    LOL YOU ARE SO FUNNY ABOUT SELENA WITH THE PICKLE LOLOLOLOLO

  • Anonymous
  • Anonymous

    lmfao @ miley cyrus parents paying giving justin gaston money. when he’s still with miley.

    I think their relationship
    is FAKE to be honest

  • Anonymous

    tweet tim and tell him to get this fucker out of this site

  • Anonymous

    Why do people think he’s dating Taylor?
    ————–
    THIS:
    http://community.livejournal.com/anythingdisney/871477.html

    idk if its true, there are no pics.

  • Anonymous

    As a 21 I would tell him to grow the fuck up! She is 16 and at that age I doubt she is gonna be a serious as he is she would do better with someone like Nick and he should fall back.

  • Anonymous

    HEY, it says, WE NEED TO TALK. CALL ME. XOXO SHANE

    My breath catches in my throat and I exhale sharply. My sudden mood-change registers with Nate and he asks,

    “What’s wrong?”

    My hands, white as snow and clammy as, well, clams, shake madly as I hold up the phone for him to read.

    “Who the fuck is Shane?” He chuckles, but when he sees how pissed off I am, stops.

    “Ex-boyfriend.” I say quietly. “’It’s a long story.’”

    My lame attempt at humor as I quote Nate’s earlier words falls flat. We sit in silence, and after awhile, I rise up out of my seat and grab my bags.

    “We should get going. Mom’s probably wondering where I am.”

    Nate gives me a sly look and stands up as well. “Didn’t you get the memo? When you hang with Nate McArthur, there is no curfew.”

    He leads me outside, down the street, around corners and through allies, until we reach a small, quaint suburb on the opposite side of town. Quaint? Yeah, right. I spoke to soon. There is a block-party going in full swing, but this isn’t your neighborhood get together. Coolers full of beer sit off to the side on the burb, and I swear, every other person I see has a cigarette on hand.

    “Nate…I don’t think this is a good idea.”

    He smirks. “It’s fine,” he breathes, “Just stay by me. What happened to Miss I’m-To-Tough-For-You attitude, huh?”

    I roll my eyes as he leads me over to one of the bright red coolers. He pulls out to beers and hands me one. I grab it, crack open the lid, and take a swig. It tastes stale and musty, but I gulp down another sip. I promise myself I won’t drink too much, but apparently Nate doesn’t have the same self-preservance. He chokes down the entire can and grabs another.

    “Nate, are you okay?” I ask, concerned.

    He shrugs. “Yeah, I’m fine.” There goes the second can. Onto number three.

    “Seriously, you’re drinking a lot…” I muster. He nods.

    “I know. Just one more drink.”

    Or three or four?

    “I warned, you Nate.” I tell him. Three hours later, it’s about midnight. I’m sitting on the curb, and Nate is laying next to me, his head in my lap.

    “I know.” He grunts, and leans over to throw up once more.

    “That’s gross.” I look away. He wipes his mouth and smiles softly.

    “Yup.”

    In the next ten minutes, he throws up three more times. Every time I see his face go sour, I turn the opposite direction and wait until I can’t hear the coughing and gagging anymore. So this is what it’s like to be drunk, I wonder, won’t be trying that anytime soon.

    He rests his head back on my legs and closes his eyes. I shake my head. Great. Now he’s going to fall asleep. But instead of objecting, I just stroke his hair and let him rest. That’s what friends are for, right?

    I’m pretty close to dozing off when my phone buzzes again. I sigh, and check it.

    I MISS YOU. PLEASE CALL ME. –SHANE

    Ugh. Why won’t the jerk leave me alone? I turn off my phone and shove it back in my pocket. Helping him stand as gently as possible, I guide Nate up and wrap his arm around my shoulder.

    “Think you’ll be able to make it home?” I ask him.

    He groans a small, “Yes.” And we begin the long trek back in the dark.

    “Mitchie?” He murmurs a few minutes later. I look over at him in surprise.

    “Yeah?” I reply. He seems to recall something.

    “You know that guy who texted you earlier?”

    I nod.

    “Fuck ‘em. Fuck ‘em, fuck ‘em, fuck ‘em.”

    He leans back into my shoulder so that I’m carrying most of his weight.

    I laugh quietly to myself.

  • Anonymous
  • Anonymous

    i do

  • Anonymous

    Lately, I’ve noticed that Nate has a habit of making me take care of him.

    After carrying him home that time when he got drunk, I also had to go pick him up from his friend’s place (where he had gotten totally high, mind you), pat his back while he threw up after drinking a bottle of solid tequila, wait for him to fall asleep after some guy gave him a black eye, and I even had to grab the steering wheel when he almost drove into a 2,000 ton cement truck. Talk about annoying.

    So now, here I am, a month later, sitting at the bus stop with Nate by my side, his head in his hands. Drugs, no doubt. But I don’t mention it. I just let him sit there, even when the bus comes and the driver honks the horn. We sit there for hours, and I’m pretty sure it’s about seven by the time we finally stand up and begin the long walk home.

    “Mitchie…I feel…awful….” Nate grumbles, swerving from side to side as we walk.

    “I know. Once we get home, you can rest-“

    “No, I mean about…you…always helping me….” He looks up. “Thank you.”

    I shrug. “It’s fine, Nate.”

    He finally snaps out of his drugged faze. “But it’s not! I don’t deserve to have you around, Mitch. You’re way too nice to me, and you don’t even realize it.”

    “Nate, don’t worry about it, seriously….” I start. I really don’t wanna talk about this right now. Not when Nate’s half asleep.

    “That’s not all. I’ve gotten you out of trouble, what, once? And you just keep saving me, time after time again. It pisses me off. Not you, me. I’m such an asshole. But you don’t even care.” He screams. I swear, the street turns completely silent. It feels like Nate and I are the only two people right now. The moment is frozen. And I want it to end right now before I do something I regret.

    “Not now, Nate. Please.” I beg. I probably sound like a little kid, but I don’t care. Some kid wearing all black and taking a swig out of something in a paper bag is staring at us. Not a good sign. Defenitley not a good sign.

    “What? I can’t even thank you?” Now his voice is quieter, but still loud enough to catch people’s attention. The guy in black is still staring…and it’s creeping me out.

    “Let’s GO.” I grab Nate’s arm as hard as I can and at last he shuts up. We trudge along the side of the road, and I’ve almost forgotten about Nate’s outburst when I hear footsteps behind us.

    “Shit.” I mutter, and pull Nate closer. He glances back out of the corner of his eye and his expression describes the exact word I just said: Shit.

  • Anonymous

    ewwwwwwwwwww famewhore alert famewhore alert

  • sexybeast

    hey he got what he wanted, fame
    now he and chase can disappera holding hands in a peacful medow bc no on gives 2 shits about them anymore.

  • Anonymous

    jonashq is back

  • http://www.mileyraydaily.com DemiFan

    Seriously, I like Miley better with Justin than Nick. Those Jonases just want publicity for their album!
    MILEY Please don’t go Back to PRICK JONAS! Plz! You DESERVE SO much better than that FAG!
    http://www.mileyraydaily.com

  • Anonymous

    He doesn’t.
    He loves Miley, get over it, Plus the 1st time they broke up it was a mutual decision, not like he dumped her.

  • Anonymous

    he is extremely weird and ugly!!

  • Anonymous

    hes way to hot for miley shes fugly
    her and her gummers and horse face belong with the squint eyed pansy mamas boy nick

  • Anonymous

    i didnt like nick at all last year but he makes miley happy and miley makes him happy so thats none of my business

  • penny

    HE looks so retarded. Guys his age don’t talk that way. I have a feeling he is gay.

  • Anonymous

    You never really got this.
    When Nick and Miley broke up, that girl was a fucking mess, so that’s why Billy Ray brought Justin to miley’s life, because she thought he was hot and maybe that was a way of kicking Nick out of miley’s head.
    Didn’t work out though, but Justin really cared about Miley.
    Miley, not so much…

  • Anonymous

    Just keep walking. Don’t look behind you.” Nate whispers, and we walk a bit faster. The footsteps speed up as we round the corner. My heart is practically jumping out of my chest and I can tell the person is getting closer as the sound grows louder. I start to panic.

    “Nate, what do we do?” Louder. Closer. I want to cry so bad right now, it’s not even funny.

    “I don’t know. I don’t-“

    A hand grabs my shoulder.

    I scream.

    “Fuck, Mitchie, don’t freak me out like that!”

    Oh, good god.

    Is it? It can’t be…..

    “Shane?”

    He grins. “Mitch! I’ve missed ya!” He wraps his arms around me and embraces me brightly.

    “Yeah, uh….” I bite my lip. “This is Nate. He’s my neighbor. Nate, this is-“

    “So you’re Shane, huh?” A smirk dances across Nate’s lips. Crap. What is he going to do? “I hope you go-“

    “So, Shane!” I say brightly, cutting Nate off purposely. He sends daggers in my direction, but I just turn around and ignore him. “How’ve ya been?”

    “Lonely.” He admits. “Look, Mitchie, I’ve been thinking, and….”

    “Oh, Mitchie! Look at the time. Shouldn’t we be going?” Nate tries to steer me away. I shake him off.

    “Hey, what happened to ‘Nate McArthur has no curfew,’ huh?” I cross my arms over my chest, letting him know that I’m not fooled. He still doesn’t lay off, and gives me a look that says, The guy’s a jerk, why do you bother?

    “Excuse me for a second,” I say to Shane, and drag Nate a few feet away. “What the hell is your problem?” I hiss. He chuckles.

    “My problem? I’m not the one who’s about to get back with my ex-boyfriend who slept with my best friend.”

    I flinch back. His words sting, and it’s pretty obvious. Tears well up in my eyes.

    “How did you know about that?”

    He shrugs. “Let’s just say that I know how to work a little something called the internet.”

    I wipe my eyes. I’m not gonna let him win. “Oh, like you’re any better? That ex-girlfriend?” I tilt my head to the side. “Miley Stewart, huh?”

    He grimaces. “How did you-“

    I smirk. “The internet.”

    We stand face to face for a moment, staring each other down. I glare deep into his eyes, and does the same thing to me. We’re in that moment again. Time is frozen. Except this time, the silence is broken.

    “Whoa, are you guys okay?”

    Ugh. Shane. I open my mouth to say something, but Nate beats me to it:

    “Get lost.”

    I gap like a dead fish. Did he just…wha…huh?

    “WHAT did you just say?”

    Nate straightens up, unusual, considering his regular hunched-over posture.

    “I said, get lost. You don’t belong here,” he shrugs, “and besides, she could do a whole lot better.”

    Shane’s face turns beet red and, if it was possible, there would probably be steam pouring out of his ears right now.

    “Crap, Mitchie, you ditch me for THIS?” He glares at Nate like he would glare at a piece of garbage. “Whatever. I don’t need you anyway.” He spins on his heel and storms off, leaving Nate and I standing in the middle of the sidewalk. My jaw is still on the floor, and Nate is already walking again. I rush to keep up.

    “Do you even KNOW what you just did?” I practically scream. He stares straight ahead, not making eye contact. Just like that day after the skate park.

    “I was helping you.” He mumbles. “Just like you did to me.”

    I stare at his profile, lit up by the full moon hanging in the sky. His curly hair hangs down over his eyes, and his jaw curves just slightly up at the end. Most people would probably find this weird. But I kind of…like it.

    Slowly, I reach for his hand and slide my palm against his. Our fingers intertwine, and he gently squeezes my hand.

    I smile softly as we continue the hike home. It’s been some night.

    Oh, but it’s not over yet.

    Not even close.

  • The First Lady

    Justin is way to much of a man for Miley,shes to inmature to be with a man like Justin,as i see it her and Nick deserve each other their both have alot of growing up to do
    ——————————-
    Yup, He is SO mature!
    http://cm1.theinsider.com/media/0/113/96/justin_gaston_shirtless_2

  • Anonymous

    ’Night.” Nate gives my hand another squeeze and crosses the street back to his house, and I watch as he skillfully works his way up a tree and onto the roof, across and behind into a window that is no doubt his bedroom. I laugh quietly and slip in the back door of my house, being careful not to wake my mom who is asleep on the couch. I creep up the stairs and finally make into my bedroom.

    “Ahhhh.” I let out an exasperated sigh and fall back onto my bed, turning out the lights on my way. I expect to fall asleep immediately, but to my surprise, I can’t. My skin feels like it’s on fire, all tingly where Nate touched my hand. It’s strange. When Shane touched me the exact same way, I never felt anything this big. It just seemed so plain and normal with him. But with Nate…it’s different. I sort of knew it from the beginning- when I first saw him, I felt these automatic sparks. I don’t know how. All I know is that I like it. A lot.

    All of a sudden, my phone buzzes. One in the morning- it can only be one person.

    CAN U SLEEP?

    Figures. Nate, obviously. I text him back.

    SURPRISINGLY, NO.

    He messages me back immediately.

    COME OVER. THE BACK GATE’S OPEN.

    I contemplate his offer, but my phone jumps again.

    I’LL BE WAITING.

    Without a second thought, I throw on my sweater and slip out the window. I carefully descend the wall and skip across the street over to Nate’s house. Sure enough, the back gate is unlocked. I latch it behind me and round the corner. There’s a HUGE swimming pool. The water sparkles and glistens in the moonlight, the shiny beams of light bouncing off it like a trampoline. I walk around to the edge and sit down, taking off my shoes and dipping my feet into the cool surface. I hear the back door slide open and closed behind me, and soon, Nate is by me with his feet in the water as well.

    “Hey.” I say, splashing water at him gently with my foot. He smiles.

    “Hey.”

    We sit there for awhile. I can tell he’s still thinking about earlier- I am, too.

    “Look, about earlier…” He starts to say. I cut him off.

    “It’s fine! Believe me. I don’t care. It was just….a friendly gesture….”

    He laughs awkwardly. “No, I mean about the whole Shane thing.”

    I blush deeply. “Oh.”

    “But that other….’friendly gesture..’” He looks at me. “….I meant it.”

    This makes me blush even more. “Ummmm…thanks, I guess?”

    “Why are you thanking me?” He asks. “Is it, like, a gift that I like you or something?”

    I look out across the sparkling water. He likes me? “You like me?”

    He bites his lip. “Well, yeah, I mean…..yeah, I do.”

    For some reason, this comment makes me think of Shane, and my first Summer at Camp Rock. After Final Jam, when he admitted to liking me.

    Flashback

    “Mitchie…..” Shane smiles the most adoring smile at me. I flash one back.

    “Yeah?”

    He pauses for a moment. “I like you. A lot.”

    I take his hand. “I like you too.”

    He grins. “You do?”

    “Yeah.”

    He embraces me warmly and holds me tight, wrapping his arms around my back and stroking my hair. I kiss his cheek.

    “You’re so great, Shane.” I tell him.

    “Thanks.” He replies.

    End Flashback

    “Nate….” I stutter. “I mean, with Shane and all…I can’t….”

    He looks hurt. Dissapointed, too. “It’s okay. I get it. Just breaking up and stuff. It’s hard, I know.”

    “BUT,” I amend, and he perks up. “I think I might like you, too.”

    “Even after everything?” He asks.

    “Even after,” I nod.

    He looks at me, an amused expression on his face. I give him a questioning look, and he chuckles. He stands up and pulls his T-shirt over his his head, exposing his perfectly toned stomach. I look down.
    .

  • Anonymous

    more like .. Ewwwwwww!

  • Anonymous

    I HAVE MY OWN SOURCE
    AND I DON’T CARE IF YOU DON’T FUCKING BELIEVE ME
    BUT TAYLOR AND JUSTIN ARE DATING.

    believe it? COOL
    don’t believe it? NOT MY FUCKING PROBLEM

  • Anonymous

    NO ONE CARES
    NEW POST PLEASE

  • Anonymous

    he may be a douche, but hes hot!

  • jbfan

    Thanks! lol

  • Anonymous

    He looks at me, an amused expression on his face. I give him a questioning look, and he chuckles. He stands up and pulls his T-shirt over his his head, exposing his perfectly toned stomach. I look down.

    “What are you doing?”

    He takes my arm and helps me up.

    “This.”

    He picks me up, cradling me baby-style, and takes a few steps backward. Oh god.

    “Nate….”

    “CANNON BALL!”

    He sprints across the pool deck and leaps into the pool with me in his arms. We plunge beneath the silky surface of the water and a burst of bubbles escapes from my lips as I surface for air.

    “Naaaate!” I giggle, and he emerges from under and spits a stream of water at me.

    “What? I warned you.”

    We both laugh as we bob up and down in the water. It’s probably at least two right now. Oh well. Like it matters!

    “Hey Mitchie?” Nate stops laughing. I glance at him.

    “Yeah?”

    He looks away. “Would you care…if I did this?”

    Slowly, he swims closer to me so his face is just inches from mine. My breath catches in my throat as he slowly leans in and presses his lips to mine. I gently loosen up and start to kiss him back. He deepens the kiss and starts exploring the inside of my mouth with his tongue. Wow. I never kissed Shane like this. Ever. And it’s…amazing.

    Nate pulls away and looks me in the eye.

    “Better than Shane?” He asks.

    I smile. “Defenitley better than Shane.”

    I grab him and begin to kiss him again, this time not as hesitant. Our legs intertwine underwater, and I think of how perfect the moment is.

    I never want it to end.

  • Anonymous

    lolz at whoever posted that photoshopped twilight pic.
    joe kind of creepily makes a good edward.
    sometimes his eyes look almost golden….haha.

    and ffs, chill out, it’s just john mayer lyrics.
    slow dancing in a burning room is my fave song. i tweet lyrics from it all the time, doesn’t mean i’m hurting from a breakup.

  • Anonymous

    IF he and Miley are actually broken up, then this is just kind of creepy how he’s pining
    over this 16 year old . . .
    Get over it, move along and look at the hotties actually on your wavelength. Ugh.

  • Anonymous

    Lmao, I will SO hard is Taylor, Justin & Selena become bff’s.

  • Anonymous

    I don’t remember much of what happened after that. I am vaguely aware that I was carried back to the shelter of my own room, too tired to walk alone. I’m pretty sure Nate kissed me lightly before exiting through my window and descending the wall, but I can’t be positive. All I know is that now that I’m awake, I wish I was still asleep.

    “Miiiiiiiitchie!” My mom chirps, running over to me as I groggily stomp down the stairs after a lame five hours of sleep. Her face is bright and lit up, and for one split second I wonder if she’s high on something. Shaking the notion out of my head, I plaster a fake grin on my face.

    “Yes, Mommy?”

    She doesn’t catch on to my sarcasm. “Honey! Guess what?”

    I tilt my head to the side and pretend to ponder her question. “What?!” I squeal at last, no idea why she’s so excited.

    “HAPPY 16th BIRTHDAY!”

    I freeze. My…birthday? It couldn’t be…not yet…….

    “Whhhhat????”

    She smiles. “It’s your birthday! You didn’t forget, did you?”

    I smile half-heartedly. “N-no, of course not….”

    My mom grins. “Good! Because I invited the McArthur’s over for dinner. Is that okay with you??”

    I actually ponder this for a moment. “The…McArthur’s? Uhm….”

    I’m not sure how strong the tension will be between Nate and I after last night. The idea of having dinner with him is even kind of scaring me right now.

    “Sure.” I reply at last, turning back upstairs. My mom makes a noise as if to continue, but decides against it and lets me go. I head up and shut my door, wondering what I should do to pass the time. I spot my running shoes in the corner, and an idea pops up into my head.

  • Anonymous

    wtfux wrong with miley?
    justin is so much hotter than nick, and his personality is better too

  • Anonymous
  • Anonymous
  • Anonymous

    Uh? I was talking about Miley, not you lmao

  • Anonymous

    WTF.
    Nick Jonas is AMAZING, amazing person, amazing musician, grounded kid with values and when miley is with him she is HAPPY and did you actually now DemiFan those fags MADE your idol?
    Just saying…

  • sexybeast

    dude my freaking mom has a crush on joe
    we were watching music choice on demandon comvast) and jb came on with lovebug
    and my moms like ” the one in the middle is very cute and talented,”
    and i felt very uncomfortable because i like joe too and my mom and i dont usually have the same taste. =p

  • Anonymous

    PEDOPHILE!!!!!! FAMEWHORE!!!!!!!!!!

  • Anonymous

    Hey! Who’s the girl with the pink shirt???
    the one looks like looking for bugs

  • Anonymous

    Selena wasnt as close with Taylor then! they were never seen together until that time were Demi, Selena, Miley, Taylor and Justin were all at some dinner and Selena and Taylor got even more close. Then they started to talk more than ever. Demi and Selan hardly talk! and even on the live chat someone asked hows Selena? and Demi said .. i havent spoken to Selena in ages i dont know how she is.

  • Anonymous

    You would think, but LOTS of people still like him. Waiting for him to fade . . . but he
    was Miley Cyrus’s ex-boyfriend; he’ll be getting all sorts of deals because
    of that. If he fades into obscurity, be thankful.

    (not sure if she broke up with him, but let’s say that she did because of the twitter messages)

  • Anonymous

    ROFL. Nick made me hate the word “reconnecting”.

  • Anonymous
  • nopleasetimno

    WHAT IS HE DOING ON OCEANUP ???? we do not care about his pathetic life tim
    don’t post thing about that famewhore again tim please
    i’m sure famewhore is doing the victory dance at his home now because he’s got his OWN post on onceanup !!!!!!

  • Anonymous

    Taylor and Justin were seen together on Tuesday,
    she went to the Bahamas on Wenesday.
    They ARE dating but taylor fans won’t get over it.

  • Anonymous

    Before we moved, I used to run all the time. My mom called me the lightning bolt- she said I was the fastest runner she’d ever seen. I had long come to realize that there WERE people who could run faster than me, but kept running anyway. I know I’m not the greatest person to set foot on a track, or field, or whatever, but I love it anyway. The feel of wind against my face, heart beating in my chest…..

    I slip on some shorts and a sports bra, tossing on a tank-top and tying a sweater around my waist before lacing up my shoes. I stick my iPod into its case and Velcro it around my arm. Then, taking one last look around my room, I jog down the stairs and out the door.

    I’ve forgotten how it feels to run. My feet pound against the pavement as I pick up speed, iPod blasting in my ears.

    Another cigarette
    and I’m so bored
    Your words aren’t making sense

    I was taken
    But you were waiting
    one more drink
    and I’m convinced

    Not one more sound
    Let your hair down
    Take the low road
    No one will know

    Whoa ,I feel just like we’re taking control
    Of the night
    Whoa, i feel just like we’re losing control
    But if you let go then I’ll let go tonight

    Suddenly, I smash into something and fall to the ground. I hear the crack of impact as my body hits the cement and my earbuds fall out, dangling at my side. I rub the side of my head and sit up, dizzy.

    “Oh my gosh, I’m so sorry, I didn’t see you….” A firm hand grabs my wrist and helps me up. I brush myself off and look up, only to find a pair of big blue eyes staring at me.

    “No, no, it’s okay.” I stutter. It turns out that the person I ran into is extremely hot. He’s wearing shorts and a t-shirt, but it’s tight enough that you can see his muscles built around his body. He has blonde hair that is cut short, almost a buzz cut, but not as dorky as one.

    He smiles questioningly at me. “I’m Cam.”

    I accept his hand and shake it lightly. “Mitchie.”

    “Look, I’m really sorry about that. I wasn’t paying attention where I was going.” He apologizes. I silence him.

    “No, don’t worry about it! It’s fine.” I tell him. He grins awkwardly, and we run side by side for awhile. Up the block, around the neighborhood, down the park, and back again. He tells me a bit about himself. His name is Cam (obviously), he’s eighteen, and he lives five houses down from mine. Our feet pound against the pavement in perfect unison, and I’m having such a great time that I don’t even notice when we pass my house for the sixth time in a row.

    “How long have we been running?” I ask. He pulls out his phone and glances at the screen.

    “About three hours. Why? Do you have to be somewhere?”

  • Anonymous

    Your the same person commenting over and over.
    Will you ever get tired?

  • Anne

    I seriously wonder what those 7 steps were?, cause Miley changed the lyrics after, so Nick took those steps …

  • Anonymous

    Amen, amen, amen. I know NO college guys that are all into this teenage girls still in public school.

  • sexybeast

    dude justin chase sleena and taylor prob have an i ahte jonas fanclub or something……. they meet every 2 weeks and talk about all the hot gossip on jonas, then they find out ways to sabatoge them! hehe
    i wouldnt be suprised if this was true
    and every meeting starts with taylor singing forever and always wearing a joe tshirt.

  • Ylime

    I feel kind of bad for him. Sure Miley seems like a nice person and very down-to-earth but it just seems odd that all of a sudden she pretty much dumps him and starts going out with Nick (we don’t know for sure but it’s like a 99 percent chance – no body is that stupid). I like Nick and Miley both but it just seems wrong to me. I don’t really care either way… not my life – good thing it’s not! haha.

  • Anonymous

    miley deserves peewee herman (nick)
    justin deserves a real woman

  • Anonymous

    Go eat pickles.

  • Anonymous
  • jbfan

    Nevermind then. And either way, miley shouldn’t of used him. She wasn’t over nick so she just used justin for a while.

  • the one and only (:

    He twittered John Mayer. (:
    But I seriously think he’s a bit on the gay side.

  • Anonymous

    Chase stop fucking comment, NOBODY cares .

  • Anonymous
  • Anonymous

    How long have we been running?” I ask. He pulls out his phone and glances at the screen.

    “About three hours. Why? Do you have to be somewhere?”

    I take my time deciding whether to tell him about my birthday or not. Finally, I reply, “Well…it is my birthday, and my mom’s throwing this party, so….”

    He looks disappointed. “Oh, okay. Happy birthday.” He lips curl up slightly and I suddenly have this feeling way down inside of me that hurts when I see the sadness cross his face.

    “But you could come, if you want.” I say quickly. “I mean, to the party. You don’t have to bring anything. We’re just eating dinner….” I finish. He laughs at my lame attempt to include him.

    “I’d like that.” He nods, as we stop in front of my house this time. I wave goodbye, and jog down the path before turning around once more and waving again. Then I push open the front door and go up to my room. Looking at my clock, I see that it’s already two o’clock. The McArthur’s should be coming in a couple of hours. I peel off my sweaty clothes and grab some towels before turning on the shower, water blasting out the nozzle. I step in, letting the hot water flow across my skin, relaxing me instantly. I rub shampoo into my hair, then lather it in conditioner before washing off my body and stepping out. Sighing, I shut off the water and wrap the towel around myself. I can’t stop thinking about Cam. He’s the complete opposite of Nate- athletic, funny, bright. Nate’s so dark, mysterious, and intriguing…that’s probably why I like him so much. But after meeting Cam, I’m starting to wonder if I made the right choice.

    —————-

    Two hours later, I’m dressed in jeans and a blue Lacoste polo (thanks to my mom) as the McArthur’s walk in. Even Nate’s dressed up, kind of- shirt and tie, but he’s still wearing jeans. I laugh at the sight of formal-Nate, which he notices, and glares at me teasingly from across the room. I take this as a sign that things between us are still fine, which makes me breathe a deep sigh of relief. I was so worried things would be awkward, and now that they’re not, I can finally stop freaking out and enjoy myself. After all, it is my birthday, right?

    We go into the dining room, where my mom has Thai food , my favorite, spread out across the table. I’m just about to sit down when the doorbell rings again.

    “I’ll get it!” I tell everyone, before running back out to the entryway and opening the door. It’s Cam. He’s looking even more gorgeous, now that he’s cleaned up. Abercrombie polo and jeans, with his hair slightly gelled. Trying not to faint right there, I let him in and close the door. He smiles at me.

    “Happy birthday. I didn’t bring you anything, ‘cuz I didn’t know what you’d want….” He smiles apologetically, flashing the most beautiful set of teeth I’ve ever seen. I grin back at him.

    “It’s okay. I don’t need anything. Besides, you just met me. It’s no big deal.” I amend, gently touching his arm. He flinches away awkwardely, and I give him a questioning look before leading him into the dining room.

    “Guys, this is Cam. Cam, this is my mom, Mrs. McArthur, and Nate.” I introduce them to each other, and Cam politely shakes everyone’s hand before sitting down next to me, with Nate on my other side. I try to ignore Nate’s curious glares, but when I finally peek at him out of the corner of my eye, he’s glaring at Cam, who has his eyes on his plate. Oh, shit…I think, god, Mitchie, why’d you have to go and make everything so awkward?!

    My mom, noticing the strange vibe at our end of the table, claps her hands. “Uh, let’s open presents! Shall we?”

    All of us file into the living room, where I see a small stack of presents sitting on the coffee table.

    “You guys, I don’t need any presents.” I say sitting down on the couch. Nate flops down next to me and drapes his arm over my shoulder.

    “It’s your birthday, Mitch. Everyone deserves presents on their birthday.” I sit there strangely, with Nate’s arm around me, trying not to feel guilty about it in front of Cam. I could tell he was a bit caught off guard with the gesture, and to try and make him feel better, I shrug out from under Nate and tear open the first present.

    “Oh. Uh…scented candles. Thanks, Mrs. McArthur.” I say, setting the colorful ornament on the coffee table. I can tell Nate and Cam are both trying desparately to surpress their laughter, so before they embarrass me, I grab the next present. It’s from my mom. When I have all the paper off, I see that it’s a brand-new iPod Nano.

    “Mom! Thanks!” I chirp, examining the device. It’s bright red, my favorite color, and holds up to 2,000 songs. Exactly what I need, a new iPod. Perfect.

    I the best skateboard I’ve

  • Anonymous

    enews uses it too now ahah!

  • Anonymous

    thats why they were holding hands when they went out with joe,nick,kevin and danielle

  • Anonymous

    Eww he’s FUGLY.
    Chase stop fucking commenting, seriously give up man.

  • Anonymous

    Seriously… why is OceanUp posting about him?
    We didn’t care about him when he was DATING Miley,
    and now we care even LESS about him now that
    he got dumped by her.

  • Anonymous

    Two hours later, I’m dressed in jeans and a blue Lacoste polo (thanks to my mom) as the McArthur’s walk in. Even Nate’s dressed up, kind of- shirt and tie, but he’s still wearing jeans. I laugh at the sight of formal-Nate, which he notices, and glares at me teasingly from across the room. I take this as a sign that things between us are still fine, which makes me breathe a deep sigh of relief. I was so worried things would be awkward, and now that they’re not, I can finally stop freaking out and enjoy myself. After all, it is my birthday, right?

    We go into the dining room, where my mom has Thai food , my favorite, spread out across the table. I’m just about to sit down when the doorbell rings again.

    “I’ll get it!” I tell everyone, before running back out to the entryway and opening the door. It’s Cam. He’s looking even more gorgeous, now that he’s cleaned up. Abercrombie polo and jeans, with his hair slightly gelled. Trying not to faint right there, I let him in and close the door. He smiles at me.

    “Happy birthday. I didn’t bring you anything, ‘cuz I didn’t know what you’d want….” He smiles apologetically, flashing the most beautiful set of teeth I’ve ever seen. I grin back at him.

    “It’s okay. I don’t need anything. Besides, you just met me. It’s no big deal.” I amend, gently touching his arm. He flinches away awkwardely, and I give him a questioning look before leading him into the dining room.

    “Guys, this is Cam. Cam, this is my mom, Mrs. McArthur, and Nate.” I introduce them to each other, and Cam politely shakes everyone’s hand before sitting down next to me, with Nate on my other side. I try to ignore Nate’s curious glares, but when I finally peek at him out of the corner of my eye, he’s glaring at Cam, who has his eyes on his plate. Oh, shit…I think, god, Mitchie, why’d you have to go and make everything so awkward?!

    My mom, noticing the strange vibe at our end of the table, claps her hands. “Uh, let’s open presents! Shall we?”

    All of us file into the living room, where I see a small stack of presents sitting on the coffee table.

    “You guys, I don’t need any presents.” I say sitting down on the couch. Nate flops down next to me and drapes his arm over my shoulder.

    “It’s your birthday, Mitch. Everyone deserves presents on their birthday.” I sit there strangely, with Nate’s arm around me, trying not to feel guilty about it in front of Cam. I could tell he was a bit caught off guard with the gesture, and to try and make him feel better, I shrug out from under Nate and tear open the first present.

    “Oh. Uh…scented candles. Thanks, Mrs. McArthur.” I say, setting the colorful ornament on the coffee table. I can tell Nate and Cam are both trying desparately to surpress their laughter, so before they embarrass me, I grab the next present. It’s from my mom. When I have all the paper off, I see that it’s a brand-new iPod Nano.

    “Mom! Thanks!” I chirp, examining the device. It’s bright red, my favorite color, and holds up to 2,000 songs. Exactly what I need, a new iPod. Perfect.

    I tear open the next two presents with a gracious smile, and when I get to the last, I notice it has no tag. Looking at Nate, I peel off the paper slowly before holding up the gift. It’s a brand new skateboard, with my name engraved in Graffiti on the back. I stare it in shock. It’s amazing. Probably the best skateboard I’ve ever had. I hug Nate excitedly before setting the skateboard down and looking up to check on Cam. He seems lonely. Awhile later, after Nate and his mom leave, Cam and I stand by the door awkwardly, not knowing what to say.

    “Thanks for coming.” I tell him at last. He stares down at the floor while replying.

    “I’m really sorry I made things so weird for you. I didn’t know you had a boyfriend…” He trails off. I stop him.

    “No, no. Nate is NOT my boyfriend,” I practically scream. He looks up at me.

    “Really? Cuz it sure looked like it.” He turns to the door. “Look, I should go. My mom’s probably getting worried-“

    Just as he’s about to open the door, I grab his wrist. He turns back around, surprised.

    “We should hang out sometime.” I tell him, smiling gently. He seems torn as whether to say yes or not. Probably thinking about Nate. But after a few seconds, he returns the smile and nods before stepping out onto the front path.

    “I’d like that.”

  • Anonymous

    I really miss Demi and Selena! =[

  • Anonymous

    lol i hate him
    his 15 mintues of fame are done
    so go back to modeling
    and get a life…..
    geeezz
    ps i thought is i mean miley justed dumped him and wennt for nick :)
    i really like the story with mitchie and connect 3.
    lol
    yayayaaa

  • Anonymous

    Dude I know when Jb tickets pre sale started on Team Jonas everyone was buying them from our School notebooks and my teacher said “Thet is one good looking boy” and I was like WTF he is 19 you’re like 36 dude.
    Hahaha´

  • Anonymous

    that’s not true. selena and taylor have been close for a long time. they went on a double date last year, and taylor went to the premiere of that cinderella movie for selena. miley has nothing to do with that mess so don’t blame her.

  • Anonymous

    go shave your back, bitch

  • Anonymous

    Like you huh?
    Give Up he’s an asshole.

  • Anonymous
  • Anonymous

    again, go see a therapist.

  • Anonymous

    chase, peewee herman is way hotter than you.

  • Anonymous

    Watch your hands, mister!

  • Anonymous

    “Mom, no. It’s only mid-August. Don’t enrole me in school yet! Please, please, please!” I beg. It’s a week after my birthday, and my mom has just told me that I get to start school in ten days! Yippee! NOT.

    “Mitchie, school starts soon. You’ll attend the local high school, with Nate and his friends. It won’t be that bad. You already know a few people, don’t you?” She asks half-sympathetically. I sigh.

    “I know two people, mom. TWO! Nate and Cam. And Cam’s a Senior, so that’s pretty pointless.” I point out. My mom, accepting her defeat, brushes her hands off on the apron she’s wearing. Mrs. McArthur invited her over for some Ladies-Book-Club thing tonight, and for some unknown reason, my mom finds it awkward to show up at somebody else’s house empty-handed. She’s decided to make some olive-artichoke chip dip or whatever. Like I could care less.

    “Fine, fine. But I am taking you to orientation tomorrow. It’s very important to me that you’re not totally clueless on your first day at a new school.” Suddenly, the house phone rings. She motions to me to give her a second, and picks up the phone. “Oh, Cam! Hello there….yes, I’m sure she’d love to. Thanks!” My mom sticks the phone back on the receiver and looks up at me. “That was Cam. He invited you to ‘hang out’ with him today.”

    “Did you tell him yes? You’d BETTER have told him yes! Ohmigosh, ohmigosh!” I squeal, running up the stairs to my room. I have to change, put on make-up, wash up. So much to do…”

    “Mitchie?” My mom’s voice echoes up the staircase. I poke my head over the railing and glare down at her.

  • Anonymous

    omg ahah!

  • Anonymous

    where is the rest of the camp rock story?
    i was getting into that!!

  • Anonymous

    hey he got what he wanted, fame
    now he and chase can disappera holding hands in a peacful medow bc no on gives 2 shits about them anymore.

    Lmao “he and chase can disappera holding hands”

  • Anonymous

    What?!” My voice sounds thin and slivery, like a snake. My mom’s face twists up, and her eyes droop sadly. I want to feel some regret for the tone of my voice, but I don’t. What is wrong with me?

    “I just wanted to tell you to have fun.” My mom attempts to smile, but it fails and she turns around and shuffles back into the kitchen. I scowl at her back and go back into my room, glancing around. Everything is either shoved under the bed, in the closet, or laying out on the floor. I open my closet, and before a giant mountain of useless junk can tumble down on me, pull out my favorite shirt and a pair of jeans before backing up the against the door and holding it shut for a few seconds. When I’m sure it’s not going to open and everything is going to collapse, I take a few slow steps forward and go shut my door to change. Then, I skip into the bathroom and brush my hair. Running the comb through the thin strands, I briefly wonder what Nate will think if I go out with Cam. Shaking the notion out of my head, I brush my teeth and put on some eyeliner and mascara before catching a glimpse of myself in the mirror. Perfect.

    When the doorbell rings, before my mom can get to it first and HORRIBLY embarrass me, I prance down the stairs and open the door. Cam’s waiting there, looking more gorgeous than ever. I smile at him before turning back around. “Bye mom!” I say, and close the door behind us.

    “Hey,” he says as we walk out to his car. That’s one thing that’s different about him compared to Nate- he can drive. The sound of it unlocking chimes in my ears, and I slide into the passenger side and onto the creamy leather. The inside is really overdone- the stereo is awesome, the seats are amazing, and overall, the interior is way better than it looks. From the outside, the car looks like an old beat-up Honda, but on the inside…wow.

    “Hey. Nice car,” I comment as he starts the engine.

    “Do you really mean that? Or are you just trying to make me feel better?” He laughs as we pull out onto the road. I scoff.

    “I am NOT lying!” I screech. He gives me a knowing look. “Okay, so the outside is horrendous, but I do really like the inside.”

    “That’s more like it,” He replies, and we drive in silence for awhile. Finally, I ask,

    “Where are we going?”

    He turns his head slightly and smirks at me, but keeps driving without a response. At last, we pull up at our destination. When I see the sign, I scream.

    “MINI GOLF! OHMIGOSH! I LOVE MINI GOLF! HOW DID YOU KNOW??” I cry. He grins.

    “I talked to your mom on the phone last night…and she told me you loved mini-golf.” He admits as we walk into the Putt-Putt Palace. Everything about the place is lame, from the paint colors, to the people who hang out there. But I still love it. My dad used to take me mini-golfing all the time, before he left. It’s kind of strange, being here without him. It was our thing. You know how dad’s take their sons fishing and whatever? Well, that’s what mini-golf was to us. It was our fish, and the club was the rod.

    “One round for the two of us.” Cam tells the clerk, who hands us two clubs and asks us what color ball

  • Anonymous

    lol what’d you want her to do, stay with someone she didn’t care for while she loved someone else? i have no sympathy. he got what he wanted–attention. time for him to fade into obscurity now.

  • LAME ASS MILEY FANS

    Anonymous | July 4, 2009 9:12 AM | Reply
    justin was such a good influence on miley. it’s a shame that she gave that up.

    such a good influence

    http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I6fRquEc_PQ/SQGsavcpoiI/AAAAAAAALLg/PQZ

    and you think shes candy coated,a pure angel,yeah right in your dreams this girl is so fake ..lmao

  • Anonymous

    Okay, it defenitley wasn’t a joke.

    Nate and I board all the way across town until we reach a small, simple skate park. I say,

    “THIS is it?” In a bored tone. He smirks.

    “Not even.”

    We duck into a long pipe and Nate lifts up a large metal hatch. I drop myself in and he follows, pulling down our boards with him. Once I turn around, I see he really wasn’t kidding.

    It’s like a whole other universe. There’s an enormous skate park, with half-pipes, full pipes, iron bars, stairs, and enough jaw-dropping tricks to make a professional skater run away screaming. Nate and I are surrounded by guys in tight jeans and big hoodies, some just standing around smoking, and others hitting on the few goth/emo girls that are there. Nate leads me over to where some guys are standing, and he greets them while I just kind of stand off to the side. One of the guys notices me and glances at Nate.

    “Dude, who’s the chick?” He gives me the once-over and smiles. I smile fakely back and pull my hood off, revealing my shoulder-length brown hair. The guy whistles, and I smirk.

    “You want some of this?”

    He nods.

    “Cuz you’ll never get it.”

    The other guys, including Nate, burst out laughing and the guy who’s dignity is pretty much completely gone by now steps closer to me.

    “Oh, so you’re a tough bitch, eh? I like tough.” He strokes my arm, and I swat his hand away.

    “Get a life, asshole.” I tell him. “No, actually, better yet, why don’t you just go fuck yourself?”

    He holds his hands up in surrender and turns to Nate. “So why is she here, dude?” He demands. Nate shrugs.

    “New neighbor. Wanted to tag along.” He says. One of the guys, who is decently good looking, with mid-length brown hair and deep green eyes, pulls out a pack of Camels. He sticks one in his mouth and lights it. When he notices I’m looking at him, he exhales a puff of gray smoke and offers me one. I gladly accept and just stand there for awhile, and soon only Nate, him, and I are left. I stomp out my cigarette and grab my board.

    “So, Nate, you gonna show me what you got? Or am I gonna have to kick your butt first?”

    He leans in so that is mouth is practically grazing my ear, and his breath feels hot against my skin.

    “Fiesty, huh?” He says, cupping my chin and pulling my face to his. “You’re pretty brave, new girl.”

    I look him straight in the eye. “I was born brave, moron. Now get your grubby hands off of me and let’s skate.”

    He runs his hand down the side of my face before pulling away. My heart pounds inside my chest, thump-thump, thump-thump, as we reach the top of the half pipe. I set down my board and prop it up with my foot. Nate follows my lead, and we leap down and across the park. We skid bars, hop stairs, hit jumps, and keep trying to beat each other out until finally, we reach the end of the park. Sweat drips down the side of my face and Nate’s hair is a mess. I’ve convinced myself that we’re finished, until he leads me to the top of a jump- three stories to a flat, 10 ft-by- 10 ft platform- make the jump, and you’re a legend. Miss it, you walk away with no self confidence and a load of broken bones. I’m not scared- I’ve seen worse- but even Nate could admit that he was nervous as hell. This was his home-turf. If he messed up, he’d never be allowed back. I knew that. And I had to prove myself worthy to be here as well- this wasn’t just a free ride. But I couldn’t do this. Our parents had no idea where we were, and I couldn’t just not come home.

    “Nate….there is NO way I am doing this.” I tell him, and step back. He gives me an amused look- but I can tell he’s just as worried as I am- and snickers.

    “You’re the one who wants to show everyone up, and here’s your chance, but you don’t WANT to?” He chuckles. “Call me crazy, but I think that’s codeword for stuck-up BITCH.”

    I kick his shin (hard) before replying, “You know, you really are an asshole.” I begin to walk back the way we came, and surprisingly, Nate doesn’t follow- not that I wanted him to or anything. I go back over to where Nate’s buddies were hanging, and the only one there is the sort-of cute one who is just stomping out his cigarette. I stroll up next to him.

    “Hey, you’re that girl from before, right?” He asks. “I’m Drake.”

    “Mitchie.” I say.

    “Nice name.” He smirks. I laugh.

    “Don’t know how I ended up with it. But I’m stuck with it till I’m 18, so whatever.”

    He looks surprised. “How old are you?”

    I realize that being young around here isn’t very smart. “17,” I lie, hoping he buys it. Thankfully, he does.

    .

  • Anonymous

    talked to your mom on the phone last night…and she told me you loved mini-golf.” He admits as we walk into the Putt-Putt Palace. Everything about the place is lame, from the paint colors, to the people who hang out there. But I still love it. My dad used to take me mini-golfing all the time, before he left. It’s kind of strange, being here without him. It was our thing. You know how dad’s take their sons fishing and whatever? Well, that’s what mini-golf was to us. It was our fish, and the club was the rod.

    “One round for the two of us.” Cam tells the clerk, who hands us two clubs and asks us what color ball we want. I look at the choices.

    “Orange,” I finally decide. Cam takes a blue one, and we head out onto the course. It’s a pretty nice day, actually- not too hot, but not freezing cold, either. The course has it’s misters going, and I feel the water hit my face like a soft blanket. An hour and a half later, Cam and I finish up the last hole and head back inside. We return our things, and just as we are about to head out, I turn to Cam.

    “I’m just gonna use the bathroom,” I tell him. He nods, and I walk across the large room to the sign that says “Women’s Restrooms.” After I’ve done my ‘business’ (A/N: Lol) I’m just pushing the swinging door open to go back to Cam when suddenly, a hand grabs me from behind and drags me down. I try to scream, but the person covers my mouth with their hand and pulls me out the side entrance so Cam can’t see us. When I catch a glimpse of my attacker, I find a face looks all too familiar.

    “Drake!” I scream, my voice muffled by his hand. He laughs coldly, and throws me into the backseat of an old, beat-up Sedan. He climbs in on top of me, and locks the doors behind me. I sit still in horror as he binds my hands up with a thick cloth and shoves me down. I quickly start to shout for help, but his lips cover mine all too soon and I’m helpless. He grabs my face in his hands and kisses me roughly, running his tongue over my upper teeth. I keep trying to turn my head away, but it doesn’t work. He grabs another cloth and ties my mouth shut with it, then attaches his lips to my neck and begins to suck. I shriek as loud as I can as tears begin to fall down my cheeks, knowing that I can’t stop him. He could kill me if he wanted too. That’s how awful and whimpy I am. Suddenly, I become aware that his hand is trailing up the back of my shirt. It’s cold, and scaly, and I shiver as he rips the clothing off. I groan and squirm, trying to get his weight off of me, but it’s no use. He keeps trailing kisses down my body, and I realize that it’s never going to stop. I’ve been caught.

    ———-

  • Anonymous

    all of a sudden? niley started getting closer in January, 7 months ago. and mustin kept having problems, fighting in public, on twitter, the break-up in april etc. it wasn’t all of sudden

  • anonymous

    When Justin was with miley literally everyone hated him and her for being with him. Now hes to good for her and people are hating on miley for dumping his ass…make up your fucking minds.

  • Anonymous

    Damn! I lost my favorite Niley pic and I cant find it
    Can someone post the link for the pic from the day Niley met that Nick is staring at Miley?
    Please
    I lost it.

  • Anonymous

    http://twitter.com/rob_Hoffman

    lets all spam his twitter to see if he really did say that about nelena! (ew my fingers burned while writing the n word)

  • Anonymous

    WHAT IS HE DOING ON OCEANUP ???? we do not care about his pathetic life tim
    don’t post thing about that famewhore again tim please
    i’m sure famewhore is doing the victory dance at his home now because he’s got his OWN post on onceanup !!!!!!
    ————
    imaooo so true
    tim im sooo dissapointed in u…
    get real stories kay??

  • Anonymous

    Taylor and Justin were seen together on Tuesday,
    she went to the Bahamas on Wenesday.
    They ARE dating but taylor fans won’t get over it.

    get over it? its not a matter of gettin over because i wouldnt care regardless. It’s just having the common sense to know it’s not happening. but again, there would be nothing to ‘get over’ in the first place.

  • Anonymous

    gay
    ugly
    pedophile
    famewhore
    talentless
    irrelevant
    dumb
    hobo

    i think that sums it up

  • Anonymous

    Just like Nick used Selena. It’s called REBOUND.

  • Anonymous

    Nate’s POV

    “Dude. What are we doing all the way down here? I didn’t know you liked mini-golf.” Sean complains as I hop off my board in front of Putt-Putt mini-golf. He follows suit, and I respond to his question.

    “I don’t. I called Connie and she said that Mitchie was here.”

    He laughs. “Oh, so this is for that girl, huh?”

    I wack him, and we both laugh as we walk around the back side of the building. I’ve got no money, so they can’t exactly let me in. Guess I’ll just sneak around.

    “She’s not just a girl, Sean. I really like her.” God. I sound so corny. This is what Mitchie does to mean. I don’t know how, or why, but she just does. Whenever I’m around here, I feel so not-myself. But in a good way. It’s hard to explain.

    “Ooh, she’s not just a girl, Sean,” He mimics, waving his hands around. “Whatever. Like I give a crap.”

    We trudge on past some cars, and I notice that there’s a person in one of them. Wait, make that people. I can see a blonde head sticking up by the side window, and a girl’s brown hair popping up under him. Why do I recognize them?

    Then it hits me.

    Mitchie.

    And…..

    Drake?!

    Oh, shit.

    Without a second thought, I spring over to the passenger side and pound on the door. Mitchie looks up, and her watering eyes bore into me with enough terror to make my heart break in half. I try the door handle. It’s locked. Not pausing to think, I pound me fist into the window as hard as I can. The glass shatters with a sickening “CRACK” as I stick my hand in and unlock the door. Drake, realizing what’s happening, tries to shove me away. I throw the door open in and I grab him, motioning for Sean to as well. We drag him out into the middle of the parking lot, and Sean begins to pound him (HARD) as I run back to Mitchie. She’s huddled inside the car, wearing nothing but her bra and underwear, tears pouring down her face. I crawl in and embrace her, holding her close to my chest. She buries her face into my chest and bawls her heart out, and I just sit there silently, holding her. Even though she’s only wearing her bra and underwear.

    ———

    Mitchie’s POV

    Nate leaves the car to let me get dressed, and I quietly put my shirt and jeans back on before stepping out of the car. Nate’s friend, Sean, is on the phone with the police, holding Drake down with one hand. I laugh slightly at the sight of it, but still feel great and utter stupidity for almost letting Drake win. Nate turns when he notices me, and walks over with his head down. I run to him and throw my arms around his shoulders, hugging him tightly. He strokes my hair, and I’m pretty relaxed until I remember why I’m really here.

    “Where’s Cam?” I ask abruptly. Nate remains calm.

    “He’s inside, getting you something to eat. Don’t worry.”

    He smiles softly down at me, and my insides melt at the beauty of his perfect face. I can’t even remember what I ever even saw in Cam. But I do know one thing for sure:

    Nate’s my knight in shining armor. And he always will be.

  • AM

    Anonymous | July 4, 2009 9:21 AM | Reply
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  • Anonymous

    Nate and I had a rough time talking after what happened. I was a little shaken, and he seemed a lot more quiet than usual. Each afternoon, I went to his house, we hung out a little (which usually involved a little more than just ‘hanging out’) and I came home. That’s how it stayed for the next two weeks, until the day finally came…

    “It’s the last day of Summer?!” I shrieked in shock. My mom drew a giant red slash through the date on her Calender. September 5th. My mind was screaming at me. No, no, no!!! Not yet! I wasn’t ready to face my new classmates. I screamed and ran up to my room, slamming the door and falling sideways onto the bed and burying my face in the soft pillow. Suddenly, I heard a soft chuckle from behind me.

    “Nate! What are you doing here? How did you get in?” I giggled-whispered. He laughed quietly before coming and laying down next to me on the bed.

    “The window was open, Mitch,” he replied lightly. I quickly pecked his cheek and he stroked my hair lightly, the two of us just laying there, side by side in the early September heat. My entire body felt tingly as our exposed skin touched, and I suddenly knew, with all my might, that this was the moment. Right now.

    “Nate,” I whispered, looking up into his eyes. He gazed back down at me, trying to figure out what I was suggesting. He sat up silently, surprised.

    “Are you sure?” He asked. I nodded and scooted closer to him before pressing our lips together. He cupped my chin in his firm hand and kissed me back passionately, our tongues swirling together as one. Softly, Nate trailed gentle kisses down my jaw and to my neck, where he bit into the warm flesh and left his mark. I moaned quietly, and he moved on, satisfied. In moments, both of our clothes were gone, and I let him lead the way. His lips left hot kisses all over my skin, burning holes like wild fire. His first thrusts were soft- easy, he didn’t want to hurt me. As the speed increased, we fell into a rhythm, and I screamed as we both came together, perfectly, just like it should be.

  • B.

    Wow. He’s a little obsessed…
    Like, I don’t know the whole story behind their relationship, but he must have done something to get the cold shoulder from EVERYONE.
    And he’s really not that attractive anymore.
    He’s turned into a whiny little bitch.

  • Anonymous

    , Nate, you gonna show me what you got? Or am I gonna have to kick your butt first?”

    He leans in so that is mouth is practically grazing my ear, and his breath feels hot against my skin.

    “Fiesty, huh?” He says, cupping my chin and pulling my face to his. “You’re pretty brave, new girl.”

    I look him straight in the eye. “I was born brave, moron. Now get your grubby hands off of me and let’s skate.”

    He runs his hand down the side of my face before pulling away. My heart pounds inside my chest, thump-thump, thump-thump, as we reach the top of the half pipe. I set down my board and prop it up with my foot. Nate follows my lead, and we leap down and across the park. We skid bars, hop stairs, hit jumps, and keep trying to beat each other out until finally, we reach the end of the park. Sweat drips down the side of my face and Nate’s hair is a mess. I’ve convinced myself that we’re finished, until he leads me to the top of a jump- three stories to a flat, 10 ft-by- 10 ft platform- make the jump, and you’re a legend. Miss it, you walk away with no self confidence and a load of broken bones. I’m not scared- I’ve seen worse- but even Nate could admit that he was nervous as hell. This was his home-turf. If he messed up, he’d never be allowed back. I knew that. And I had to prove myself worthy to be here as well- this wasn’t just a free ride. But I couldn’t do this. Our parents had no idea where we were, and I couldn’t just not come home.

    “Nate….there is NO way I am doing this.” I tell him, and step back. He gives me an amused look- but I can tell he’s just as worried as I am- and snickers.

    “You’re the one who wants to show everyone up, and here’s your chance, but you don’t WANT to?” He chuckles. “Call me crazy, but I think that’s codeword for stuck-up BITCH.”

    I kick his shin (hard) before replying, “You know, you really are an asshole.” I begin to walk back the way we came, and surprisingly, Nate doesn’t follow- not that I wanted him to or anything. I go back over to where Nate’s buddies were hanging, and the only one there is the sort-of cute one who is just stomping out his cigarette. I stroll up next to him.

    “Hey, you’re that girl from before, right?” He asks. “I’m Drake.”

    “Mitchie.” I say.

    “Nice name.” He smirks. I laugh.

    “Don’t know how I ended up with it. But I’m stuck with it till I’m 18, so whatever.”

    He looks surprised. “How old are you?”

    I realize that being young around here isn’t very smart. “17,” I lie, hoping he buys it. Thankfully, he does.

    “Cool.” We just kind of stand there for awhile, and I notice that he’s slowly inching closer to me.

    “What?” I ask nervously. He fingers a strand of my hair.

    “You,” he whispers huskily, “are kind of hot.”

    Before I can react, he’s got me in a lip-lock and has his hands all over me. I shove and kick and try to get him off of me, but that only makes him hold me tighter. I turn my head away and cry, “Get off!” But he just starts to kiss my neck. I scream and grunt and push against him but he’s like dead weight. Suddenly, a deep voice yells, “Get your hands off of her!” And a pair of strong hands grabs Drake and shoves him off to the side. Abruptly, Nate throws a punch at Drake and screams, “What the fuck, dude?” Drake punches him back and throws him to the ground. I scream and kick Drake as hard as I can, until he grabs my leg and I fall over my own feet. To my relief, Nate is able to get up and drags me up with him. Another one of his buddies holds Drake back long enough for us to reach the hatch, but his voice continues to echo after us. “You’re dead, bitch! Same with you, McArthur!” Nate helps out and soon I am standing under the light of the setting sun.

    “Th-“ I begin to say, but Nate starts to storm back across the grass to the road. I run after him and grab his shoulder.

    “Nate!” I say angrily. He turns around. His face is scrunched up, his eyebrows knit together. I see that he’s angry- really angry.

    “Next time, just try not to create TOTAL chaos, okay?” He hisses, and begins to walk once again. I struggle to keep up.

    “What about our boards?”

    He doesn’t answer, and I assume that means that we’re not going back. I’ve basically just ruined his social life, and I know that, but that doesn’t mean he has to give me the cold shoulder. I didn’t mean to.

    “Dammit, Nate! Now you’re not talking to me?” I cry. I’m pretty sure the silence is a yes, but a few blocks up the road I hear him mutter something under his breath.

    “I was never talking to you to begin with.”

  • Anonymous

    Like i said. They wernt as close till after that dinner. You just try to find other things so that Miley looks really innocent. All of them have done wrong. I cant believe that Miley would go back to Nick. I cant believe that Nick would go back to Miley. =] … Get back to reality guys. If you actually think about it NONE of them are perfect. And im not trying to make Miley look bad, or blame her for anything. Its just an opinion.

  • Anonymous

    Anonymous | July 4, 2009 9:12 AM | Reply
    justin was such a good influence on miley. it’s a shame that she gave that up.

    such a good influence

    http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I6fRquEc_PQ/SQGsavcpoiI/AAAAAAAALLg/PQZ

    and you think shes candy coated,a pure angel,yeah right in your dreams this girl is so fake ..lmao

    no one think shes candy coated,a pure angel, Bb.

    But justin was such a good influence?
    HELLA NO.

  • Anonymous

    I seriously wonder what those 7 steps were?, cause Miley changed the lyrics after, so Nick took those steps …

    me too!
    but you know .. Nick knows what he’s doing!

  • Anonymous

    He didn’t. Leave him alone, he couldn’t care less about this teenage drama. That rumor was started by a delusional Selena teenie.

  • Anonymous

    oh give it up Justin, Miley’s done with you.
    she found someone better…Nick :)

  • Anonymous

    and Nick used Selena, so what? C’est la vie!

  • Anonymous

    wasn’t surprised to wake up and find that Nate was gone.

    He had never been one with words, especially whenever we went a little too far.

    But I was definitely surprised when I sat up and felt my head swimming, almost fuzzy as I got up and wandered into the bathroom. I took a small sip of water and stumbled over to the toilet, where I leaned over and barfed feverishly. The first thing that came to my mind was that I was sick; but I was pretty sure I couldn’t just all of a sudden start throwing up with no reason. As I thought about it, head bent over the toilet and hair billowing around my face, the conclusion finally jumped into my head. I couldn’t be…no, there was no way, I told myself. Carefully, I pulled open the bottom drawer under the sink and pulled out a test, all the while silently praying that nothing was wrong…

    When I finished, I stared down at the white stick in horror. In black, bold, print, the tiny screen read a single mark. The + sign glared up at me like the devil, teasing me and prying at me with all it’s anger. I shook the test roughly and looked at it again. The sign still sat there, all by itself, just like me. I felt my eyes begin to water and sting, and I crumbled into the corner of the bathroom, the test sitting on the counter. I couldn’t believe it. How would I tell Nate? He would hate me. Probably never talk to me again. And I had to go to school…how would I show my face? What would everyone think of me? They’d just assume I was some sort of slut, who went around hooking up with random guys for fun. The tears flowed down my cheeks like a storm, streaming and running until there was nothing left of me. Just a big puddle, and me, drowned in my own, sick tears.

    “You’re WHAT?!”

    That’s all I could remember hearing, those two words falling out of his mouth like an atomic bomb. After that, everything turned white, and I felt his strong arms reach out and catch me before leading me back to his bed and letting me sleep. I don’t know how long I was out- when I woke up, it was bright, a new day, and I realized that I was probably already late for school.

    “School…” I mumbled groggily. I gagged a little bit and jumped up and ran into Nate’s bathroom, where I threw up again and collapsed on the floor. When I looked up, my eyes puffy, I saw Nate standing there in shock.

    “You weren’t kidding,” Is all he says. I just stare up into his sparkling brown eyes and nod. “Shit,” he mumbles, putting a hand over his face and then running it through his hair. I stare at the floor sadly as he finally mumbles out a response.

    “I think you should leave.”

    Shakily, I stand up and wobble unsteadily down the stairs and out the door. I’m barely halfway across the street when I fall over and begin to sob. This can’t be happening, I tell myself, this can’t be happening. The whole time I try to deny it, I can’t help but think about this truth. This isn’t a movie. This is my life. And it is completely and utterly FUCKED UP.

  • Anonymous

    who cares!

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    Kevin Jonas and fiancee Danielle Deleasa celebrate their engagement at their favorite pizza parlor in Los Angeles on Friday night (July 3).

    The newly engaged couple was joined by 30 of their closest friends and family including the other Jonas Brothers, Joe and Nick.

    On Wednesday, Kevin proposed to Danielle at her doorstep in New Jersey with a diamond ring (3-carat solitaire cushion-cut diamond, surrounded by 210 round brilliant-cut pave diamonds).

    Tim, post this stuff!

  • Anonymous

    just go on photobucket dumbass

  • Anonymous

    gay
    ugly
    pedophile
    famewhore
    talentless
    irrelevant
    dumb
    hobo

    i think that sums it up

    ————–

    Pretty much :)

  • Anonymous

    Cry me a river Justy!

  • Anonymous

    I bet everytime the phone rings….
    Taylor starts freaking out.
    Didn’t she say the phone annoys her?
    And that she hates it?
    LOL
    Traumatical bitch.

  • Anonymous

    I RECKON .. MILEY, DEMI, SELENA AND THE REST OF THE DISNEY GIRLS SHOULD ALL MAKE A SONG TOGETHER =]

  • Anonymous

    “Mitchie, wake up. Somebody came to see you.”

    I groan into my pillow and roll over, my eyes fluttering open. My mom is standing there, smiling affectionately down at me. I smirk and sit up as she walks out of the room quickly. Who the hell would come to see me right now? I scuffle down the stairs in my torn socks and to the front door, where- whaddaya know?- Nate is standing.

    “Hey,” he says quietly, eyes glued to the floor. I fold my arms across my chest.

    “What do you want?” I hiss. “Have you come to make me feel even more worse about the fact that I’m pregnant with a child you don’t give a fuck about?”

    Nate grabs my arm violently. “Can’t we talk about this somewhere else?”

    I sigh. “Fine.”

    We walk up to my room without speaking and I shut the door loudly behind us. He sits down on the edge of my bed and I sit next to him. The silence continues as he leans over and puts his head in his hands.

    “I can’t do this.” He whispers shakily. I look away.

    “That’s become pretty apparent.”

    “No, I don’t mean that,” he says urgently. “I just mean…this. I can’t just come up here, apologize, and think that everything will go back to normal. Because it can’t,” he places a hand on my shoulder softly. I shrug it off and stare out the window as he pauses, waiting for me to reply.

    “I’m listening,” I say at last.

    He gulps. “I’m not trying to deny the fact that this is my fault. I know it is- partly. All I’m saying is that I think we need to do something about it. An abortion. I don’t know, maybe put it up for adoption? It’s up to you.”

    I turn around and look him straight in the eyes. I attempt not to seem weak, or stressed. I need to tell him the truth.

    “I’m keeping it. I mean really keeping it.” My face doesn’t move a muscle. He returns my fair gaze without hesitation.

    “If that’s what you want to do, that’s what you want to do. I can’t change your mind. But I can,” he props my chin up in his hand and leans forward, “tell you that I am not letting you go through this alone. I won’t.”

    I can’t take it anymore. I break down in sobs as he wraps his arms around me, gently rubbing my back. I cry into his chest and hold onto his shirt like it’s the last thing I have left, because it is. He is.

    —-

    As the sun sets and the moon begins to shine through my bedroom window, I hear Nate stand up and walk towards the window. I sit up slightly and look at his profile that is lit up. It’s so perfect, I can’t stand not having it near me.

    “Nate,” I whisper. I watch him turn towards me.

    “Yeah?” He asks. My breath cracks as I speak.

    “Stay. Please.”

    He hesitates for a moment before coming over and climbing on the bed next to me. I lay cradled in his chest as he strokes my hair lovingly. For once, I forget about everything. My family, school, the baby…all I’m thinking about is him. And how I will never be able to live without him.

    “I love you,” I say quietly. His hand doesn’t stop as it runs across the top of my head.

    “I love you, too.

  • sexybeast

    IKNOW! whats with these old ladies?
    my sicial studies teacher, mrs.tafuto, says hes hot bc i talk about him a lot in that class
    lol i even photoshopped a pic of us togethr for a project and she couldnt stop string at him.

  • Anonymous

    wtf? you’re just completely wrong. taylor and selena’s friendship was strong BEFORE the nelena breakup AND after it. you ARE trying to make miley look bad, and it isn’t working. gtfo.

  • Anonymous

    My theory is that Billy Ray has/had a crush on Justin and they were doing stufftogether and since Billy loved Wusty soo much he wanted him to get his fifteen minutes. He made Miley go out with him. Remember like the first time we saw him he was on the Ed hardy runway and COINCOINCIDENTALLY Miley was front row licking her lips (hello can u say fake)
    and then we heard the rumors of Billy wanting miley and Justin to stay together because e loves wusty so much he wants to keep him famous or else Wusty won’t give Billy blow jobs anymore.

    Time will tell (I am sure jstin will sell out and do some sort of Miley tell all interview or book) an my theory will be proven correct.

    =======================================
    I SECOND THIS IDEA

  • Anonymous
  • Anonymous

    it’s a john mayer quote….

  • Anonymous

    The first thing my mind wanders to a few days later as I wake up is something I’ve been dreading all summer.

    School.

    How can I show up at a new school with a baby inside of me? You don’t do that! You just DON’T. Everyone would label me a total loser/slut the minute I arrived. The only thing I could think of was to not go to school- either that, or not have the baby at all. But even just thinking about an abortion made me want to throw up. No, I didn’t want to keep or have this baby, but it would feel wrong taking away a life that hadn’t even started yet.

    Which is why I decided to talk to my mom.

    “Hey mom,” I said lightly as I entered the kitchen. She looked up from the newspaper and smiled at me.

    “Morning, sweetie. How are you?” She asked as I sat down at the kitchen table. I took a deep breath.

    “I…need to tell you something,” I began, suddenly feeling sick to my stomach. No, not now, I pleaded with myself. The nausea settled, and I continued.

    “Well, um, I’m…uh, I’m pregnant.” I blurted quickly. My mom’s eyes narrowed and she grabbed onto the edges of table, her face turning white.

    “What?!” She hissed. I took her hand as she sat upright again, her face returning to its normal color.

    “I said, I’m pregnant. As in, I’m having a baby. Maybe not actually having it. I don’t know. That’s why I came to talk to you.”

    Her forehead creased with worry. “A baby! Who’s the father? And how long ago did this happen? You should have told me sooner!”

    I smiled reassuringly at her. “It’s Nate McArthur. The boy who lives across the street? And trust me, it was very….recent. Maybe a week and a half ago? I’m not sure.”

    She lets out an exasperated sigh. “Did he hurt you?”

    “What? Mom, no! Of course not!” I shrieked. “I love Nate, and he loves me. He would NEVER try to hurt me!”

    My mom breathes in relief. “Well, that’s good.” Then, she glares at me. “But a baby? Mitchie, sweetheart, what in the world were you thinking?!”

    “I was thinking that Nate and I were in love. We didn’t mean for this to happen,” I explain quietly. She brushes my hair out of face lovingly and looks me straight in the eye.

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  • Anonymous

    you try to hit me just to hurt so you leave me feeling dirty and you can’t understand, we’re going down..
    and you know that its true, my dear we’re slow dancing in a burning room..

  • Anonymous

    I seriously wonder what those 7 steps were?, cause Miley changed the lyrics after, so Nick took those steps …
    ___

    Hmmm ….

  • Anonymous

    They wernt as close till after that dinner.
    -

    what ‘dinner’? taylor and selena have been friends for a year now, miley had nothing to do with it.

  • Anonymous

    I hope he is dating Taylor those 2 can use each other & then use each other up & destroy each other!!! Ass holes. They both used Miley.

  • jbfan

    Yeah, Nick probably did use selena. It doesn’t mean it’s the right thing to do… I’m just saying Justin WAS rebound for miley.

  • Anonymous

    Oh please.
    Leave him alone

  • .

    i actually feel sorta bad for the guy. i dont think he ever meant any harm and yet all mileys fans did was get on the defensive and give him absolute hell. if he were a threat, he would have said something by now to ‘expose’ miley and he hasn’t done anything. whatever. i know, no one agrees and i’m happy mileys happy now, so their is no use replying to convince me of how bad a person he is. i never bought it and still am not.

  • Anonymous

    Dude I know taylor’s a crazy bitch remember her myspace blog in ehere she whines about the phone ringing?
    She’s mental.

  • Anonymous

    damn, he got so ugly lmao

  • Anonymous

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  • Anonymous

    I’m not angry,” she admitted. “Just disappointed. But…it’s already happened. You said you wanted to ask me something? About…this?” She gestures to my stomach, which is hardly showing at all. I nod and swallow nervously.

    “I was wondering what you would think…if I got an abortion?” I ask. She smiles softly.

    “I think,” she rubs my back soothingly, “That if that’s what you want, we’ll do it. I’ll have to make a few phone calls…” She stands up. “Whatever you think is the best thing to do.”

    “This is it.” I agree, standing up as well. “But…how about we wait to tell Nate. Would that be okay?”

    My mom ponders this. “You’ll have to tell him eventually. But for now, yes. That’s fine.”

    I throw my arms around her happily. “You’re the best mom in the world.” My stomach gurgles as I say this. My mom laughs when she sees me turn a slight shade of green.

    “I am,” she says.

    Then I run into the bathroom and throw up.

    Another day flies by. My mom spends the hours by calling different offices, seeing if we can make an appointment. Finally, after endless moments of talking and begging, she books me to go in to Crestside Abortion Center (A/N: I have no clue what they call these places. Forgive me for making up this lame name!) for three days later.

    For some reason, I am ecstatic. I don’t have to have a baby. I don’t need to become a teenage mom. I can get rid of this child and get on with my life.

    Of course, as my mom and I climb into the car the day of the appointment, Nate shows up.

    “Mitch, where are you going?” He asks, greeting me with a kiss. I look down.

    “Um…an appointment,” I stutter. He looks at me, confused.

    “For what?”

    I struggle to come up with an excuse. “Doctor,” I lie. He stares at me like he knows something up.

    “Seriously, Mitchie. What’s going on?”

    “Nothing,” I lie again and attempt to get in the car. He stops me.

    “Tell me the truth.”

    I gaze up at his hurt expression. I hate lying to him. It makes me want to kill myself, seeing his eyes so dreary and his face so pained. I grab his hand.

    “Get in the car.”

    “What? Why?”

    I grin at him. “You wanted the truth. Come on.”

    We pull up to a white stucco building about fifteen minutes later. I hurry Nate inside before has a chance to read the sign. Luckily, no other girls are waiting in the lobby. I walk up to the front desk and give the receptionist my name as my mom and Nate sit down patiently.

    “Mitch, where are we?”

    I shrug and that’s when the doctor walks in.

    “Mitchie Torres?”

    I stand up. “That’s me.”

    “Right this way.” He escorts me down a long hallway into a little room. There’s a small bed covered in white paper and tools everywhere- and I mean EVERYWHERE. On the counter, on the chair, on the floor. I ignore the bad feeling in my stomach and lay down.

    “This won’t take very long,” he says, calling in a nurse, “Seeing as you’re not very far along yet.” I nod weakly and he sticks a needle into the side of my leg. I become drowsy and quickly fall unconscious, just waiting for the pain to be over.

    Please review!

  • Anonymous

    He’s turned into a cry baby.

  • Anonymous

    no dont do that, he didnt say shit and probably doesnt even give a fuck about it

  • Anonymous

    I want more of that CR fan fic, I was getting into it!

  • Anonymous
  • Anonymous

    LOL this is so funny! .. Why is Justin up on here? =\ .. im really confused.

  • Anonymous

    This seriously sucks.” Mitchie groaned loudly as the crackly sound of the Denver Airport Intercom erupted through the deserted building. All flights heading out of Denver past 10 PM have been canceled. We are sorry for the inconvenience, the voice screeched. Mitchie groaned again and threw her head into her hands, causing her brown tousled hair to fall over her face. I desperately refrained from reaching out and running my fingers through it, just to get a feeling of what it would be like. To get to be with Mitchie…I sighed and wrapped my arm around her shoulder, trying to be comforting.

    “It’s gonna be okay. We’ll catch the next flight out in the morning,” I re-assured, but wasn’t too happy myself. We’d been sitting in the empty airport for five hours, and now we had to wait it out through the night. A couple of people who also has red-eye flights were scattered across the waiting area, looking just as exhausted and desperate as us. I briefly remembered that our parents were waiting for us at home, but thought nothing of it. My dad wouldn’t mind, and Connie wasn’t even my real mom, so what difference did it make?

    “Nate, I wanna go home.” She buried her face into my chest and wrapped her arms around my torso, hugging me tightly. I loved having a little sister. It made me feel important. I hesitated a second before stroking her hair softly, marveling at the easy, gentle shine it had. I could feel Mitchie’s tears soaking through my shirt, so I lifted her chin up in my hand and wiped them away with the other. She smiled appreciatively at me, but still looked absolutely awful. I grabbed my hoodie off the seat next to me and tossed it to her, and she pulled it over her head gratefully. It was three sizes too big, but she still looked beautiful. Her eyes were the color of milk chocolate, and everytime I looked into them, I almost melted. Her lips were soft and pink, so rich that I could hardly believe she was real. Her hair was long and wavy, and fell just past her shoulder, framing her face. Even now, with dark circles under her eyes and having not brushed her hair in a day, I felt that warm, buttery feeling you get when you know you’ve found the one person whom you love with all of you heart. I know I love Mitchie Torres. That, I’ve known ever since the first day I saw her, when my dad met Connie at the grocery store back home in Illinois. Mitchie Torres, my step sister. My friend. My something more.

    She rested her head on my chest again, this time laying across the seat. I wrapped my arms around her stomach and she reached for my hand, lacing her fingers through mine. We just sat like that for awhile, with her body against mine. I have to admit, I was loving every second of it, even if it was just a typical brother-sister moment. To me, it was something much, much more big. It was the beginning of something- and I wasn’t exactly sure what- that would be amazing. I could feel it.

    After awhile, Mitchie sat up and turned around to look at me. She seemed more calm and rested now, and I smiled at how much happier she looked. She glanced at me quizzically, and I wiped the goofy smile off my face and helped her stand up.

    “What’s wrong?” I asked, concerned. She grabbed my hand and dragged me forward, causing me to lose my balance and stumble. She giggled and helped me stand up, then continued ahead. I raced to catch up.

  • Anonymous

    Just like Nick used Selena. It’s called REBOUND.

    guess that does make them perfect now doesnt it. lol. such a trainwreck.

  • Anonymous

    YOU DID WHAT???????????????”

    Nate usually calm expression is angry and full of hatred. I stand my ground and look him straight in the eye.

    “The baby,” I say smoothly, “is gone.”

    Nate’s eyes practically bulge out of their sockets. “So THAT’S what this place is? An abortion center?” He leans in and whispers, “does your mom know?”

    I remain still. “Yes.”

    He slumps back into a chair and closes his eyes, taking a deep breath. “You could’ve told me,” he says quietly.

    I nod meekly. “I know.”

    We don’t say another word as the three of us- Nate, Mom, and me- climb into the car. We drive-through McDonald’s on the way home, and the only words that are spoken are if we want fries with our burgers. We order, but I don’t take a single bite. When I look over at Nate, he’s staring at the window, consumed in his thoughts. Just looking at him makes me automatically bring a hand to my stomach to feel it. Nothing. I sigh and lean back against the seat, waiting for the awkward trip to be over. The car finally pulls up in front of my house, and Nate mumbles “Thanks” before quickly running across the street to his own home.

    “Honey, he’ll come to his senses. Don’t worry.” My mom wraps her arms around me as we walk up to our front door.

    “But he won’t. Nate doesn’t get over stuff easily, mom.” My eyes well up and I swiftly take the stairs two at a time until I reach my room. I slam my door and fall face first onto my bed, bursting into sobs. My mom doesn’t bother me the rest of the night.

    —-

  • Anonymous

    “Mitch, our bags! Where are you going?” I cried and she ran faster. When I finally caught up, I leaned over, my breath coming out in short gaspy breaths. Mitchie lead me over to a closed up restaurant, and I gave her a questioning look as she motioned toward the counter. I heard her sigh before she hopped up and over the counter, and went under as if to search for something. My eyes darted around frantically, hoping that we were doing wouldn’t get us in trouble. There was nobody around, so I breathed in relief as Mitchie popped back up and tossed me a pen and some paper before coming back over the counter to me.

    “Chill, Nate. There’s nobody here.” She grabbed my hand and we walked over to an empty table and sat down. “Give me the paper,” she commanded.

    I handed her the pad of paper and the blue pen and waited as she scribbled something down. Then she tossed the pad back on the table and I looked to see what she had drawn. It was like a tic-tac-toe board, but about five times the size. There were squares all over the page, and just staring at it made me dizzy. I took hold of the pen and wrote down an ‘X’ in one of the squares.

    “What the heck is this?” I asked, handing back the pen and paper. She just laughed and put down an ‘O’ before passing it back to me. We continued on like that, X, O, X, O, until hours later, the board was filled and neither of us had won. Mitchie wrote down a final ‘O’ and we both stepped back to admire our work.

    “Pretty cool, right?” Mitchie said in awe. I just stared, my eyes glued to the paper. Her O’s had been written in the shape of a heart, and my breath caught in my throat as I stared at the figure. With the heart in the center and my symbols filling the outside, the paper look like less of a game and more like a work of art. It was wonderful.

    “I didn’t know a game like this could go on for so long,” I whispered. Mitchie just giggled.

    “Oh, Natey,” she sighed and stepped closer to me. I froze in mid-thought. What was she-

    Suddenly, she stood up on her tip-toes and kissed me softly on the cheek. I held back my cry of pain. It was such a sister-like thing to do. But still, my entire body shuddered when her lips pressed against my cold skin. Sparks jolted down to my toes, and I couldn’t take it anymore. I cupped her face in my hand and pulled her face to meet mine, and did it. Right then and there. I kissed Mitchie Torres. She seemed frozen in surprise, her eyes wide open and alert. I just kept my lips against hers, and finally, she seemed to figure out what I was doing. She pulled away in panic, her entire body shaking.

    “Why did you do that?” She hissed, her voice more confused than anything. I pressed two fingers to my lips, which were still trembling from the impact. She hadn’t wanted it, which I knew. I was just too afraid to admit it. I shook my head sadly and stuffed my hands in my pockets before turning around and heading back to where our bags were. I could feel her sorry gaze on my back, but I kept walking. Right foot, left foot, right foot. I struggled to contain my composture as I scuffled along the walkway, knowing I’d screwed up BIG TIME. Suddenly, her voice echoed back from behind me.

    “Nate,” she choked out. I turned around and she running towards me, running as fast as she could, until she reached where I was standing and leapt into my arms, tears streaming down her cheeks. I held her close, savoring the smell of her creamy skin and the feel of her arms around my neck. I set her down and abruptly knew that now, it was the right time. I put one hand firmly behind her head and the other on her waist and grabbed her, pulling her close until our lips were inches away from each other. Her breath was coming out in short huffs as I closed the space between our faces and kissed her, as hard and as passionately as I had been wanting to do all of this time. She closed her eyes and kissed me back, entwining her fingers in my curly brown hair. I kissed her forcefully, holding her body against mine until she pulled away for air. I pressed my forehead against hers, and she smiled up at me softly.

    “Was it okay?” I asked, stroking her cheek gently. She just took my hand and intertwined our fingers, grinning.

    “It was more than okay,” she whispered, “it was amazing.”

    xXx

  • Anonymous

    For the next week after the whole Nate-Incident, I keep to myself. Unpack, eat, shower, sleep. I’ve even started eating less. The more and more time I have to myself, the more I think of Shane. God, how can this be happening to me? Shane can go fuck whoever he wants. I don’t need him anyway. So why do I care?

    After cowering and hiding in my room for about an enternity, I finally gather to guts to face Nate. I know it sounds whimpy, but I’m so afraid he hates me. I mean, I know we just met and everything, but if I’m at least KIND OF friends with him, at least I have someone to talk to when I’m bored. Like right now.

    I decide I might as well look decent during my confrontation. I put on my favorite skinny jeans and a vintage ACDC tee. I complete the look with my high top converse and brush out my hair. There, I think, satisfied. I toss on my black zip-up hoodie and run across the street to Nate’s house. There are no cars in the driveway, so for one split-second I hope maybe nobody is home. Instead, I shake it off and ring the bell. I wait a minute, then ring it again. Maybe nobody IS home….I try to convince myself, but a few seconds later, the door opens, and there, in all his pride and glory, is Nate McArthur.

    “What do you want?” He asks groggily. I notice that his expression is dull, and his eyes droop. It looks like he hasn’t slept in days. The fact that his eyes are bloodshot as well makes me even more suspicious.

    “Nate…are you…okay?” I try to ask without jumping to conclusions. Drugs, drugs, drugs, drugs! My head screams, but I ignore it and wait for him to answer.

    “My doctor…just prescribed….some m-m-medication…..” He falters, and suddenly I know the truth. I wipe away Mrs. Nice and become angry.

    “Nate, what are you taking?” I demand, storming into his house. He tries to jump in front of me and block the way.

    “No…no…not….noth….nothin…g….” He stutters. I rush up the stairs and open all the doors until I find his room. Just as I’m about to go in, though, he grabs me and pushes me away.

    “Nate, let me in!” I cry. He holds me back.

    “I can’t…you can’t….don’t tell…..” At last, I shove him aside and stomp in. His room is a mess, and it reeks of stale beer and cigarette smoke. I go over to his desk, and sure enough, a pile of dust (which we all know is DEFENITLEY not dust) is sitting next to a dollar bill that looked like it was attempted to be rolled up. I spin around to face Nate.

    “What the fuck, Nate?!” I scream. “YOU THINK THIS IS OKAY?”

    He looks defeated. “No, I know, I just…I needed to clear my head….”

    “BY SNORTING COKE?!” I cry. “Nate, what if your MOM found out? I mean, not that it’s obvious by your torn facial expressions and one-word sentences, but NATE! THIS IS SERIOUS!”

    He looks pained- both mentally and physically- and refuses to maybe he just can’t. I’m not sure.

    “Nate…why? And who did you get this from?”

    “I…don’t….know.” He says quietly, falling backwards on his bed and putting his head in his hands. “I’m sorry, okay? I won’t do it again. I just needed to try something new or whatever. God, I’m asshole!” He screams. I sit down silently on the edge of the bed next to him, and notice for the first time that he isn’t wearing a shirt. Just a pair of torn up, moldy, gray sweatpants. Trying not to stare at his perfect abs, I face him.

    “Nate, I won’t tell anyone. But you have to promise me that you’ll get rid of this-“ I motion to the cocaine sitting on his desk, “and never try anything like it again.”

    “I swear.” He says, sitting up and scooping the gray dust into a plastic bag. “Thanks, Mitchie. And about the whole Drake thing…”

    I look down in shame. Please, I pray in my head, please don’t be mad at me!

    “Sorry I got so angry. I didn’t mean what I said. I’m even kinda glad you moved here.” His lips curve up into what looks like a small smile, but he realizes his mistake and his expression becomes flat again. “Kind of glad. KIND OF.” He amends. I laugh a little and gather up the confidence to ask him a question I never thought I’d speak of to him.

    “What are you doing today?”

    He looks surprised. “Nothing…why?”

    I finally just spit it out. “Wanna go do something?” He chuckles softly. “As friends, I mean.”

    “Sure,” he says at last.

    “Cool! Great! Yeah! Uh…” I stutter. “I mean…uh, cool.” I put on my best tough girl face. He laughs.

    “Save it, Mitch. I don’t mind. Really.” Mitch. Something inside of me flips inside and out when he says my name that way. I hadn’t been called that since….since….

    Shane.

    My eyes are flooded with tears and I try to wipe them away, but Nate notices right away.

    “What’s wrong?”

    I don’t answer, but just pray that none of my eyeliner is smearing and willing the tears to stop. I cannot cry

  • Anonymous

    http://justjaredjr.buzznet.com/2009/07/04/kevin-jonas-engagement-party-danielle-deleasa/

    Kevin Jonas and fiancee Danielle Deleasa celebrate their engagement at their favorite pizza parlor in Los Angeles on Friday night (July 3).

    The newly engaged couple was joined by 30 of their closest friends and family including the other Jonas Brothers, Joe and Nick.

    On Wednesday, Kevin proposed to Danielle at her doorstep in New Jersey with a diamond ring (3-carat solitaire cushion-cut diamond, surrounded by 210 round brilliant-cut pave diamonds).

    Tim, post this stuff!

  • Anonymous

    if? if? lololol

  • Anonymous
  • Anonymous

    Tim enjoys posting about gay men like himself.

  • Anonymous

    its funny how you all you haters say you dont like him ETC. but here you sit and spend your time on here just to talk about him n bash him, if you really didnt care you wouldnt say anything

  • Anonymous

    LMAO!
    Same in my school, my teacher was buying tickets for her daughters and she was like I wish they’d let me go but they will kill me, now that they’re 16 they think they are adults but I mean I can love Jonas too!
    LMAO!

  • Anonymous

    Nate doesn’t talk to me at all for the next three days. School is approaching closer and closer with every passing second. I go buy my school supplies one day, and the next my mom takes me to the mall to get some new clothes. It feels like I haven’t smiled in ages. I’m nothing without Nate. If he doesn’t talk to me, I’ll show up at school without anyone to walk with, or sit at lunch with. It will be torture. So finally, five days after our fight, I take matters into my own hands and walk across the street to Nate’s house.

    I ring the doorbell several times, but he doesn’t answer. I know he’s home- I’ve been waiting to see if he’ll come over for the past few days. He hasn’t left the house. I stroll around the corner and unlatch the gate to get in the backyard before wandering over to the tree that stands in front of Nate’s window. I jump up and grab a branch and pull myself up until I’m sitting a couple feet from the opening. I latch my leg over the next branch, and the next, until I’m sitting on the front in front of Nate’s window. I watch while his back is turned as he pulls off his shirt and puts on a fresh one. I can’t help but stare at him. He’s so perfect. I need him in my life. He’s crucial to my survival. Crucial.

    I lightly tap on the window and he spins around, startled. Our eyes meet, but he doesn’t move. I keep his gaze for the next few minutes, neither of us moving. He takes a single step forward, and for a moment I think he might open the window, tell me he’s sorry. That everything will be okay. Instead, his lip trembles as he reaches out and pulls the blinds closed in front of me. I sit in shock, my entire body shaking. How could he do this to me? This wasn’t right.

    By the time I’m back in my room, I can hardly feel my own two feet. I kick off my shoes and crawl into bed, taking my phone with me. One last try, I decide, my fingers clicking across the keys.

    I’M SORRY. WHY WON’T YOU TALK TO ME?

    I’m about to hit send when I decide to add something else.

    I LOVE YOU.

    I send the message and lay in bed, praying for a reply. The sun sets, and by midnight, there’s still no answer. I hug the covers around my body when my phone finally buzzes next to my head.

    I CAN’T DO THIS, it says. GOODBYE.

    I feel frozen to the bone. It’s really over, I realize. Nate doesn’t care about me.

    My eyes are about to flutter shut when I receive one last message.

    I LOVE YOU, TOO.

    —-

    Two days later, school starts. The first three weeks whiz by in a blur of kids, teachers, and homework. I eat alone everyday. I don’t even bother to try and look for Nate anymore. He doesn’t look for me.

    Occasionally, I pass him in the hall. He seems to stare right through me, as if I’m not even there.

    He made the football team. And won Class President. I even voted for him, although that sounds totally pathetic and dumb. Why vote for a guy who treats you like shit?

    I wasn’t going to, but I couldn’t bring myself to do it. I just scribbled a check next to his name and put it in the box.

    One day, though, I asked to be excused from class to use the bathroom. With my head down and hood on, I shuffled through the hall to the bathroom, staring at my feet. That’s why I accidentally bumped into him. Startled, I looked up and was met with his intense gaze.

    “Mitchie,” my name rolls of his tongue with a new sound of confidence he didn’t have before. It takes all of my self preservation not to wrap my arms around him and bury my face in his neck.

    “Hey, Nate.” I mutter. We stay there a moment, just staring at each other, before he says:

    “Well, I gotta go. I told Coach that I’d deliver these papers to the office.” He explains. I glance at the stack of papers in his hands.

    “Oh. Uh, bye.” I resume my fast pace so I don’t have to look at him anymore, but he grabs my wrist.

    “Mitchie?”

    I turn around slowly. “Yeah?”

    The corners of his lips turn upward slightly, almost into a smile. “You should’ve been class president.”

    He strolls of, leaving me standing there in shock. I manage to yell, “I didn’t even run!”

    He doesn’t turn around, but I can hear him say something as he rounds the corner.

    “In my mind, you did.”

    next parts my last

  • Anonymous

    posting pics of someones past, to prove the present, doesn’t make you look smart. especially when you know people could do the same with miley to ‘prove’ a point.

  • sexybeast

    doesnt miley say the 7 steps in 7things?

    maybe he worked on becoming less vain, playing no games, not being insicure( thats true, hes alot more smiley and fun now) he doesnt like anyone but miley, he still makes her laugh but no cry, and gives her only 1 side to buy,hanging out with new friends, and he still makes her love him?

  • Anonymous

    Happy 4th of July!!!

    ps What is he doing on here?
    who give a fuck about him??

  • Anonymous
  • Anonymous

    Sometimes, you can’t find the words to say.

    You’ll be feeling something so strong, an undeniable emotion, and you can’t find the words to describe it. For me, apologizing is one of those feelings.

    I couldn’t just go up to Nate and mutter, “I’m sorry.” That’s pathetic. And besides, I didn’t do anything. He’s the one who broke my heart for getting rid of something that was going to ruin our lives. I did the right thing; at least, I was pretty sure I did. So each day, whenever he passed me in the halls, I couldn’t get up the guts to do it. So I went on living my life in my own little bubble.

    Little did I know, things might have been going to change.

    “Mitchie! Are you almost ready?” My mom yelled up the staircase. I took one last look at myself in the mirror before emerging from my bedroom and descending the staircase. I couldn’t even describe the look on my mom’s face. It was a mixture of shock and amazement, as far as I could tell. Her mouth dropped open, but eventually curled up into a smile as I came over next to her.

    “Honey, you look beautiful!” She cried, hugging me. I laughed, wrapping my arms around her.

    “Thanks mom,” I murmured. She pulled back and looked at me one last time.

    “You don’t need a date. You’ll capture hearts even if you’re by yourself,” she encouraged, opening the front door for me. We got into her car and she drove me to the school quickly, a grin plastered on her face the whole time. By the time she pulled up at the hotel where prom was being held, the parking lot was crowded with limos and excited students. I couldn’t help but notice how plain and dumb I looked getting out of my mom’s car as I scanned the grounds. I waved goodbye to my mom and clutched my bag to my chest tightly, my stomach doing flip-flops as I walked inside. I handed the boy at the door my ticket and walked inside.

    It was amazing. A huge chandelier hung in the middle of the room, sparkling. You would’ve thought it looked too fancy, but it wasn’t. Streamers cascaded down the walls, giving the room a birthday party feel. The DJ was busy spinning “Just Dance” by Lady GaGa as I walked over to a chair on the far end of the room and sat down. I had nobody to dance with as I simply examined the crowd. I saw Nick’s ex-girlfriend, Miley Stewart, laughing with her friends in one corner and I noticed that Cam had showed up as well. He was dancing with a girl who looked briefly familiar. He looked over at me and I waved. He waved back and led his date over to where I was sitting.

    “Hey, Mitchie,” he greeted warmly. “This is my girlfriend, Caitlin Gellar.”

    The girl grinned at me. “I love your dress!” She squeaked. I giggled nervously.

    “Thanks,” I said quietly. She grabbed my wrist cheerfully.

    “Come on, let’s go dance!”

  • Anonymous

    …its a john mayer song.
    get over yourselves.

  • Anonymous

    She dragged me onto the dance floor just as the song switched to “Candle” by the White Tie Affair. Caitlin and I twirled around for awhile, laughing and giggling as we spun around in the crowd. As the song dragged into a slow ballad, I waved goodbye to Caitlin and made my way over to the refreshment table. I poured myself some punch and went to sit down, enjoying the break from all of the people. Just as I looked over to the door, I watched Nate come in with his friends. He looked bored, almost, as they went over to a table and sat down. He put his head in his hands and his gaze wandered around the room until it fell upon me. I instantly looked down and tried to make myself invisible, but he saw me and walked over.

    “Mitch,” he said, sitting down next to me. I flushed a bright red.

    “Nate,” I squeaked, wishing I wasn’t so embarrassed. His breath caught in his throat.

    “You look…amazing,” he whispered. I looked up and smiled meekly.

    “Thanks. You do, too,” I added for good measure. He stood up and reached a hand out to me.

    “Wanna dance?”

    I nodded slightly as he led me out to the dance floor. I wrapped my arms around his neck and he place his hands on my waist. We swayed slowly for awhile, not meeting each other’s eyes. I didn’t look up until a new song came on.

    Lying in my bed I hear the

    Clock tick and think of you

    Caught up in circles

    Confusion is nothing new

    “How have you been?” Nate asks quietly. I bite my lip.

    “Lonely,” I admit. His lips curl up slightly into a grin.

    “Me too.”

    I stare up at him. “You? Lonely? Football captain, class president…lonely?”

    He barely does more than nod. “It’s weird without you, Mitch.”

    Gah, there he goes again. Trying to win me back. But wasn’t he the one who left me in the first place? Because of some BABY that was partly his fault?

    “Don’t say that,” I pleaded. He placed two fingers under my chin and tilted my head up so I was looking straight at him.

    “Why not?” He asked in a low voice. I shook my head frantically and spun around, planning my escape.

    You say go slow

    I fall behind

    The second hand unwinds

    His wrist catches mine as he stops me.

    “Mitchie, wait.”

    I slowly turn around, my eyes stinging with tears.

    “What, Nate? You ignore me for a year and now you want me back? Love doesn’t work that way.” I say softly, yanking my arm away from his. I quickly start to walk towards the door, and once I make it outside the hotel, I begin to run. I don’t know where to, but I just run and run. Pieces of hair fall from my updo that took three hours to complete. Tears are streaming down my cheeks and my mascara is running as the wind blows against me. I hear footsteps pounding behind me, but I don’t stop. I haven’t made it very far when he grabs me from behind and pulls me back to him. My back is turned and against his chest as I stare out into the warm night air. He brings his arms around my front until his fingers are interlocked with mine.

    “What are you doing to yourself, Mitchie?” He murmurs into my hair. I blink once, but don’t say anything. He brings my hand, which is in his, up to his lips and kisses it.

    “Please, all I’m asking you to do is listen to me.”

    I stop thinking for a second and stare back at the hotel. I watch the kids coming in and out of my Junior prom, laughing and having a great time. Suddenly, I realize what I’ve missed out on. Having friends, dating boys, going to football games. I’ve completely missed out on my high school experience. All because of some stupid fight I had with some guy I met over the summer! Nate rubs his thumb around the palm of my hand. I can hear him breathing into my hair- it’s soft and low, as if he’s thinking about something too. I turn around slowly and brush a curl out of his face.

    “I’m listening,” I whisper. He cups my face with his hand and leans down, covering my mouth with his. I can smell his cologne as we kiss, the same cologne he wore over the summer. I smile against his lips and kiss him back, wrapping my arms around his neck. This was how prom was supposed to happen. My mom was right. I was going to capture hearts tonight. But she did forget one thing:

    How somebody would capture mine.

    If you’re lost, you can look and you will find me

    Time after time

    If you fall I will catch you and be waiting

    Time after time

    Sometimes, you just have to give your love to someone. Even if you’re not sure they’re going to love you back. Love is all about taking chances, no matter what the outcome. Yes, your heart may get broken, and at times you might feel like nothing is worth that amount of pain. But you have to keep trying. If you live your life feeling lonely, you’ll never discover the things you can do if you do have someone to love. Take a risk. Give your heart to someone. If they take it, then great. And if not, try again. Eventually you will find someone who loves you back. All you half do is…

    Give, and take.

  • Anonymous

    Now I see
    Everything I’d ever need
    Is the guy in front of me
    He’s Much Better

  • Anonymous

    http://img35.imageshack.us/img35/8561/captainobvious8finished.jpg

    Things like this happen ALL the time. Miley is only 16, it’s not like she was going to marry him.

  • Anonymous

    here we go Justin is getting his Fame. Hes slowly gonna get more famous now if people keep commenting and talking about it and how they hate him. i mean haters are the people that make people more popular!

  • Anonymous
  • Anonymous

    HAHAHA!
    I know in her myspace blog she started freAking out like
    RING RING RING RING!!!!!!!
    Wtf?

  • Anonymous

    TIM Is Dead Or Something?

  • Anonymous

    That lyric is from Slow Dancing In A Burning Room by John Mayer :)

  • Anonymous

    i can’t stand this guy!

  • Anonymous

    hehe.

  • Anonymous

    lol he ain’t getting fame honey. he’s just a laughingstock.

  • Anonymous
  • Anonymous

    I have the overwhelming urge to punch him. He’s so obnoxious.

  • Anonymous

    ahh…the days before nick was cute. puberty did great things to that boy…his body, his style, he grew into that nose… duck to swan

  • Anonymous

    lmao!

    Ding dong .. Timmy??
    Where are you?!

  • Anonymous

    Chase?
    is that you?

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  • Anonymous
  • Anonymous

    he’s hot but “The Last Psalm”? is he trying to remember that Miley broke up with him right before shooting “The Last Song”?

    he’s so masochistic.

  • Anonymous

    course not, the people article said that they fought all the time and that there really wasn’t any “love” left in the relationship. it’s just the miley haters who pretend that miley suddenly ditched him for nick, whereas all sane people can see that it was a very gradual thing. and i for one am very glad it happened.

  • kaygirl+jb

    My first Reaction: you’re so gay dude.

    butt those long time ago pics are pretty cute
    but srsly??

  • Anonymous
  • Kiera

    Justin is HOT, Ok Im Not Going To Lie.. JUSTIN IS SEXY..
    But Im A Niley Fan.. Nick Is Hot Too.. But I Think Miley Should Be With Nick Ofcourse..

  • jbfan

    I know they do, I’m just saying.

  • Anonymous

    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q4NRHF33ZX4

    nick talks about going solo

    “We’ve always said that anything that we do would be a side project. We’re brothers you can’t really break up brothers so IT’S JUST A SIDE PROJECT AND MAYBE THAT AND SOME ACTING PROJECTS IN THE FUTURE. right now we’re just focused on the tour that we’re on as the Jonas Brothers”

    oh and this gaston guy is so pathetic, i have no words for it

  • Anonymous
  • Anonymous

    “he still makes her love him?”

    THAT’S FOR SURE!

  • Anonymous

    song lyrics.
    john mayer.
    slow dancing in a burning room.

  • Anonymous

    who cares about justin ?
    he is NOT famous…

  • Anonymous

    this made me lol

    http://evilbeetgossip.film.com/2009/06/20/miley-cyrus-kisses-nick-onstage-at-jonas-brothers-concert/

    Well well well. Look who’s in love! There’s just a little peck on the cheek, not a full-blown kiss, but MAN is there a lot of sexual tension. On behalf of Justin Gaston, I would just like to say: “Ouch.”

  • sexybeast

    haha its like
    ring ring
    taylor: wtf is that! omg!!!!* starts shaking and hypervenaltin**runs to the corner and stars foaming*AHHHHHHH! MAKE IT STOP!
    her cat: *sighs thinks: should i just jump in front of a var and get mysef killed?*

  • Anonymous

    the stupidest, most useless, unintelligent people in the world…the dregs of society, degenerate people who can’t express themselves as grown-ups….

    I call them…
    SPAMMERS

  • Anonymous

    just because he
    was miley cyrus’s boyfriend
    doesn’t MEAN he dosen’t have feelings
    get a life people.
    if it was you you’d do the same fucking thing.

    it’s like you don’t get it that there real people with REAL FEELINGS.

    i don’t like justin. but i respect him, his heart is broken and he’d do the same thing as anyone else with a heart broken.

  • Anonymous

    Listening to Before the storm…

  • Anonymous

    WTF?!?! 1, wtf is he doing on here? 2, wtf is he DOING?! He looks like a gay rod in those pics!

  • Anonymous
  • Anonymous

    go to antoher site then and stop spamming

  • Anonymous

    Yeah, Miley Tweeted a long time ago saying we will both smile again and all this other stuff .. like after she broke up with Justin. Who cares anyway? its Mileys choice .. if she wants to break up with him or not. Its not like shes gonna listen to anyone else. Its her life!

  • Anonymous

    MANWHORE

  • Anonymous

    http://www.flickr.com/photos/22754322@N05/3667075710/
    aw
    —-

    Ewwwwwww.

    *pedophile gets caught in the act*

  • Anonymous

    HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
    Lmfao that would be the end, since she actually talks to her fat cat.

  • Anonymous

    And if could be anyone/thing other than Justin Gaston?

    “One of those little lapdogs that gets petted all day,” he says. “You know, they wake up, get fed, get attention. I like attention. I’d like to be one of those little dogs. Is that weird?”

    WEIRDO!

  • kimmy4

    HAPPY 4th of JULY and UPDATE
    Category: Music
    Hey everyone!

    Sorry it has been a few days since our last update. We have been busy with a few things…

    New CD (2nd Number One CD in 10 Months – thanks to you)

    New Tour – Off to an incredible start – Can’t wait for you to see the show!!! Hope we see you on tour. We are so excited for you to see the show, Jordin Sparks, Honor Society, Wonder Girls, etc.

    2nd Rolling Stone cover

    Our new TV show – JONAS

    3D Movie DVD released

    AND OF COURSE…

    KEVIN AND DANIELLE ARE NOW OFFICIALLY ENGAGED!!!! We are so happy that she will be joining our family.

    The shows have been amazing. We will give a complete update soon. Today we are celebrating the 4th of July in Utah at the Stadium of Fire event. Then we head back for another show in Canada.

    We will be traveling throughout the summer in North America.

    Then we will be filming the 2nd Camp Rock.

    After that we will be touring some more in North and South America and Europe (and hopefully other places around the world).

    We are thrilled at the opportunities you give us to live our dreams. Our fans are the best and we plan to keep doing this for as long as it is still possible.

    Thanks for being the best fans in the world

    JB
    Kevin, Joe and Nick

    P.S. There seem to be some rumors about JB ending. This is absolutely NOT true. Once again, don’t believe rumors.

  • Anonymous

    lmao
    dumped for a 5’7″ sixteen-year-old boy with a purity ring
    OUCH indeed

    but seriously
    nick > this tool

  • Anonymous

    lmao
    dumped for a 5’7″ sixteen-year-old boy with a purity ring
    OUCH indeed

    but seriously
    nick > this tool
    ———————–

    nick may be younger but he sure is a lot smarterjustin had the mind of a 7 year old their was no competition

  • Anonymous
  • Anonymous

    http://www.whosdatedwho.com/news/pictures/5L/51/551_large.jpg

    BEST NILEY PIC EVER.


    Nick.. beautiful horny bastard ;-)

  • Anonymous

    song lyrics.
    john mayer.
    slow dancing in a burning room

    we know
    we know
    we know

  • Anonymous

    aapently oceanup does….

  • lu

    I like him!
    camon if miley was with him
    and spent her precious life with him, his not that
    bad guy you crazy fans think, so guys stop this thing.

  • Anonymous
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  • sexybeast

    does she actually think it will talk back? lmao
    or maybe its the only thing living thing that will listen to her
    besides selena gomez, but shes like a peice of cardboard so that doesnt count.

  • Anonymous

    LOL

  • Anonymous
  • Anonymous

    “Mitch, our bags! Where are you going?” I cried and she ran faster. When I finally caught up, I leaned over, my breath coming out in short gaspy breaths. Mitchie lead me over to a closed up restaurant, and I gave her a questioning look as she motioned toward the counter. I heard her sigh before she hopped up and over the counter, and went under as if to search for something. My eyes darted around frantically, hoping that we were doing wouldn’t get us in trouble. There was nobody around, so I breathed in relief as Mitchie popped back up and tossed me a pen and some paper before coming back over the counter to me.

    “Chill, Nate. There’s nobody here.” She grabbed my hand and we walked over to an empty table and sat down. “Give me the paper,” she commanded.

    I handed her the pad of paper and the blue pen and waited as she scribbled something down. Then she tossed the pad back on the table and I looked to see what she had drawn. It was like a tic-tac-toe board, but about five times the size. There were squares all over the page, and just staring at it made me dizzy. I took hold of the pen and wrote down an ‘X’ in one of the squares.

    “What the heck is this?” I asked, handing back the pen and paper. She just laughed and put down an ‘O’ before passing it back to me. We continued on like that, X, O, X, O, until hours later, the board was filled and neither of us had won. Mitchie wrote down a final ‘O’ and we both stepped back to admire our work.

    “Pretty cool, right?” Mitchie said in awe. I just stared, my eyes glued to the paper. Her O’s had been written in the shape of a heart, and my breath caught in my throat as I stared at the figure. With the heart in the center and my symbols filling the outside, the paper look like less of a game and more like a work of art. It was wonderful.

    “I didn’t know a game like this could go on for so long,” I whispered. Mitchie just giggled.

    “Oh, Natey,” she sighed and stepped closer to me. I froze in mid-thought. What was she-

    Suddenly, she stood up on her tip-toes and kissed me softly on the cheek. I held back my cry of pain. It was such a sister-like thing to do. But still, my entire body shuddered when her lips pressed against my cold skin. Sparks jolted down to my toes, and I couldn’t take it anymore. I cupped her face in my hand and pulled her face to meet mine, and did it. Right then and there. I kissed Mitchie Torres. She seemed frozen in surprise, her eyes wide open and alert. I just kept my lips against hers, and finally, she seemed to figure out what I was doing. She pulled away in panic, her entire body shaking.

    “Why did you do that?” She hissed, her voice more confused than anything. I pressed two fingers to my lips, which were still trembling from the impact. She hadn’t wanted it, which I knew. I was just too afraid to admit it. I shook my head sadly and stuffed my hands in my pockets before turning around and heading back to where our bags were. I could feel her sorry gaze on my back, but I kept walking. Right foot, left foot, right foot. I struggled to contain my composture as I scuffled along the walkway, knowing I’d screwed up BIG TIME. Suddenly, her voice echoed back from behind me.

    “Nate,” she choked out. I turned around and she running towards me, running as fast as she could, until she reached where I was standing and leapt into my arms, tears streaming down her cheeks. I held her close, savoring the smell of her creamy skin and the feel of her arms around my neck. I set her down and abruptly knew that now, it was the right time. I put one hand firmly behind her head and the other on her waist and grabbed her, pulling her close until our lips were inches away from each other. Her breath was coming out in short huffs as I closed the space between our faces and kissed her, as hard and as passionately as I had been wanting to do all of this time. She closed her eyes and kissed me back, entwining her fingers in my curly brown hair. I kissed her forcefully, holding her body against mine until she pulled away for air. I pressed my forehead against hers, and she smiled up at me softly.

    “Was it okay?” I asked, stroking her cheek gently. She just took my hand and intertwined our fingers, grinning.

    “It was more than okay,” she whispered, “it was amazing.”

    xXx

    gimme more!!!

  • Carolinaajobrosfan(:

    WOO-HOO!
    My life is complete>3

  • Anonymous
  • steph <3

    Gaston gets his own post??????????

  • Anonymous

    HE’S WAS SO CUTE AS CHILD :)

  • Anonymous

    Whatever, here is a clip of Miley singing butterfly fly away in a cafe, I think it’s going to be on the Hannah Movie DVD….

    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CvowyHpGT3s

    She sounds amazing

  • Anonymous

    i cant see the pic:/

  • Anonymous

    Lol Idk she’s crazy.

  • Anonymous

    whos demis guest in dallas

  • Anonymous

    wow, kevin actually looks cute with short hair, a decent body, and non-horizontal ears

  • Ashley

    wow he is sooooooooooooooooooooo gay and just patheic he just go get a life

    Niley is now and FOREVER :)

  • Anonymous

    remember once a pedo always a pedo

  • Anonymous

    see i told you

  • Anonymous

    WTF OCEAN UP
    this just made me hate your site more.

    WHY FUCKING POST A RANDOM GUY WHO IS A NOBODY?
    seriously? He can kiss taylor swift’s ass

  • Anonymous

    AHH THE LAST PSALM!
    HER MOVIE
    THE LAST SONG
    AHAHAH<3 LIFE

  • Anonymous

    where is the rest of the camp rock story????

  • Anonymous

    OceanUp how dare ou fucking post about Justin.
    Post again and I’m leaving this site.
    Sorry, but I don’t fucking come on here to read about famewhores who’ve received their minutes already!

  • Anonymous

    Lmfao! a 21 yr old man is still bitching about a
    16 yr old girl?

    ROLF! PEDO.

  • Anonymous

    Well Crazy Girl Selmeana got what she wanted. Things are back on with her and Nick. I’m a Niley fan so don’t start defending Nick. He is a creep. He flew to Cali to spend time with Selmeana. RS readers reported the sighting of him ans Selmeana in a car together. Nick = biggest loser

  • :D

    Lol, he’s not sad cause of the break up. He’s sad cause Miley won’t pay for his ass. She obviously wasn’t happy with him, cause she’s happiest now. And WTF!?, is he seriously dating Taylor?. Cause then, they can both go to hell.

  • XD

    sorry, is it mean that i laughed at the 1st pic?

  • Anonymous
  • Anonymous

    Aw, so everyone is happy and with “the one” for them.

    Miley & Nick.
    Kevin & Danielle.
    Joe & Camilla.
    Taylor & Justin.
    Selena & her pickle.

    EVERYBODY WINS!

  • Anonymous

    TIMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!who cares!

    http://justjaredjr.buzznet.com/2009/07/04/kevin-jonas-engagement-party-danielle-deleasa/

    Kevin Jonas and fiancee Danielle Deleasa celebrate their engagement at their favorite pizza parlor in Los Angeles on Friday night (July 3).

    The newly engaged couple was joined by 30 of their closest friends and family including the other Jonas Brothers, Joe and Nick.

    On Wednesday, Kevin proposed to Danielle at her doorstep in New Jersey with a diamond ring (3-carat solitaire cushion-cut diamond, surrounded by 210 round brilliant-cut pave diamonds).

    Tim, post this stuff!

  • Anonymous

    Someone misses Miley and im not talking about Nick =P

  • Anonymous

    I bet the girl who MADE-UP the rumor about justin and taylor dating is a miley fan. Taylor is NOT dating justin!!!!
    TAYLOR is NOT even in nashville since Wednesday!

    STOP MAKING UP RUMORS!! THAT’S PATHETIC!!!TWEENIES!!

  • Anonymous

    Well Crazy Girl Selmeana got what she wanted. Things are back on with her and Nick. I’m a Niley fan so don’t start defending Nick. He is a creep. He flew to Cali to spend time with Selmeana. RS readers reported the sighting of him ans Selmeana in a car together. Nick = biggest loser

    ————-

    Uhhhh…

    HUH?

  • Anonymous
  • jbfan

    Sorry, but I just don’t believe this yet…do you have any proof? like, where did you hear this?

  • Anonymous

    Lol, he’s not sad cause of the break up. He’s sad cause Miley won’t pay for his ass. She obviously wasn’t happy with him, cause she’s happiest now. And WTF!?, is he seriously dating Taylor?. Cause then, they can both go to hell.
    -
    trufax!

  • Anonymous

    what the hell are you talking about,they were in LA for the engagement party

  • Anonymous

    this made me lol

    http://evilbeetgossip.film.com/2009/06/20/miley-cyrus-kisses-nick-onstage-at-jonas-brothers-concert/

    Well well well. Look who’s in love! There’s just a little peck on the cheek, not a full-blown kiss, but MAN is there a lot of sexual tension. On behalf of Justin Gaston, I would just like to say: “Ouch.”
    ——-

    “MAN is there a lot of sexual tension.”

    is a FACT!
    they have a lot of sexual tension!

  • Anonymous

    you want more?

  • Anonymous

    she… sorry he looks like a teenage girl with those pictures! sooo not masculine!

  • Mel

    Oh, look! It’s the same dude who got played by a 16 years old virgin in a boy band.

  • Anonymous

    “TWEENIE”

    get a life!

  • Anonymous

    yessssssssss!

  • Anonymous

    ok he’s like mourning over a 16 year old that dumped him
    that’s pretty disgusting he’s 20 for crying out loud

  • Anonymous

    Your village just called Gaston. They”re missing an idiot.

  • Anonymous

    Well Crazy Girl Selmeana got what she wanted. Things are back on with her and Nick. I’m a Niley fan so don’t start defending Nick. He is a creep. He flew to Cali to spend time with Selmeana. RS readers reported the sighting of him ans Selmeana in a car together. Nick = biggest loser

    ——————

    One, who the fuck is Selmeana?
    Two, WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU SAYING?

  • Anonymous

    remember once a pedo always a pedo

    sad fact of life

  • Anonymous

    whats Selmeana

  • emily

    seriously guys? hes heartbroken.
    i think we all know how that feels.

    everyone is saying that he needs to grow up when in fact all of you need to. your making fun of a guy bc he loved someone younger than him? wow.
    im dating a guy 4 yrs older than me. and im perfectly fine.

    hes speaking his mind for his fans, not the people who don’t like him bc miley broke up with him.

  • Anonymous

    They were in California for the engagement party…

  • veeroh

    seriously he needs to grow up hes what 20 21? he was dating a 16 yr old what a creep seriously why would a grown ass guy want to be with a little girl? its obvious why!!!

  • Anonymous

    some answer me who the fuck is Selmeana

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