okay julia allison.
fuck it, i’m going to give this bitch some attention. i hate to do it, but i’ve been working nonstop and so i am especially sensitive to this bullshit today.
first of all, SHUT UP JULIA ALLISON. SHUT YOUR FUCKING FACE. seriously- “i’m just trying to make a living.” let me fill you in on what she’s making a living doing: running this fucking useless ego-blog in which she posts picture after picture after GODDAMN PICTURE of herself doing anything and everything to get attention for herself. which in itself is annoying, but fine. whatever. lots of people do this and i really don’t care. but she positions herself as being this hard-working businesswoman with a groundbreaking platform (it’s tumblr! fucking tumblr! just like this page right here!) like she invented the shit. look bitch, people have had emo livejournals since the dawn of man. your shit is nothing new. SO DO NOT TELL ME YOU ARE AN INNOVATIVE ENTREPRENEUR BECAUSE YOU ARE NOT. you are a has-been dating columnist who isn’t good enough to stay hired by anyone for a regular writing gig and you’re too lazy to get a real goddamn job.
full disclosure: i am jealous of this whore. god, who wouldn’t be? she posts about her swanky trips constantly, gets free shit all the time, and all she has to do is keep up a tumblr. and to be fair, i also feel very sorry for her. her blog is full of posed pics of herself that are clearly taken with an auto-timer, and she’s obsessed with figuring out why she can’t keep a man. personally, i wish her no ill-will. but professionally, i want her to crash and burn. because i do not need her or any other camera whore lecturing me about business when they DO NOTHING. nothing!
p.s. she cries during sex. like, a lot.
