Pic spam.

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It occured to me that I'm pretty much spamming today. But, who cares when I bring you pretty things like Jake? You know, sometimes I think I don't find Jake hot, because he reminds me of too many guys I know, and then I see photographs like this and I think, OMGWTFDAMN!!

It does't help that he says things like this about Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind--"[it's] about being able to love and how actually hard it is to really do that. It may be easy for other people but it's hard for me: I cried like a ****ing baby."

Sometimes I pretend that I'm above the whole, "Ohhh, Crotch shot!" thing. But that's a lie.

Jake. With a horse. This is what girls dream of. Well, girls dream of the horse and the women dream of Jake.

I have no idea who this lucky bitch is, but is he smelling her? Who cares!

*Gacked from Justjared.com From the December American Vogue.

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See, I do know waaaay too much. Every time I go home and someone asks me about whoever, I'm always like, "He's gay," or "He's an asshole," or "He's an alcoholic druggie," or - actually, it's always one of those three.

So the fooling around fantasy pretty much begins with me saying, "No, no, really, don't speak."

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So the fooling around fantasy pretty much begins with me saying, "No, no, really, don't speak."

Amen, sister.