Drew Barrymore is a Horn-Rimmed Hottie

You were just trying to manipulate and control me or at least that was the main reason. You really haven’t got a clue, of how to get what you want have you?

With all sincerity, you don’t have to pretend to not be with your bf or anything else on my account. SO unecessary.

I wish you had just frigging told me a long time ago, what I’m going to tell you now. Please piss off. You’re not wanted.

Were you afraid that would discourage me from being gay or pursuing some show business dream? Is that why you’ve kept this nonsense up? And then, b/c you needed a result, I guess the end justified the means, huh?

And if you don’t get the result you were after? What then?

I am who I am, even if an actress I never met doesn’t fancy me and if I’m so thin-skinned and spineless that I let anybody deter me from something I really want to do, then I have no business being in show business. But I’ll decide what I want to do with my own fu@king life and it’ll have fu@k all do with whatever, or whoever you’re doing lately.

I can’t believe I let you do this to me.

I think you’ve lost your marbles. You definitely need to give up trying to drive the ship.

Picturing heads back in laughter on red carpet and “So happy the cheeks are hurting”.

That’s great Drew. Good for you.

Oh my god. Thank you! I just feel like the clouds parted too. Like the weight of the world is off my shoulders. You’re such a sweet heart. :)

Only you know what your heart REALLY is.

Even if all you’ve been saying is true, how do we move forward? How do we turn this negative into a positive? In the greater scheme of things, that matters more than the semantics of who you’re with or who you’re going to be with.

I don’t need false seductions to confuse my mind. I need a friend. That’s how it has to be. No other choice, right now.

You decide.

I can’t do the in-love thing and have you spending your time with someone else as their girlfriend. I’m sorry, but I’m not made like that. You’re either with me or you’re not - no in between. And if you’re not, then be my friend.

Like it or not, it fu@ks with everything. You don’t want me all jealous and crazy and I don’t want to be that way. It’s just a waste of time and energy and gets us nowhere. Look I’m useless like this.

Then you call me a loser to top it all off. :)

My question to you is: What are YOU going to do?

You’re completely mental.

And I don’t mean that in a small or insignificant way. You’re right out to lunch.

At least it doesn’t work for me. I’m sure it works great for you.

You could start up a harem. I would of course be wife #2? Like that show about the pilligamists. Or one of those hippy compounds…that’s where you’re coming from isn’t it? You just love everybody.

I could be down with that…I’ll go out and see if there’s somebody I can be loving too, then. Does that work for you?

Hey look it’s Drew, there she goes to help out the Lupus people and she’s brought everybody…there they go in a gaggle down the red carpet, like Ashton and Demi and Bruce and his wife and their kids. Is that what you had in mind?

You were inviting me into that?

Envision another time and place:

If you told me you wanted to go on a roadtrip and you wanted to drive, even if you were occasionally crashing up the car, I’d let you drive. Say you wanted to go someplace else, I’d say, let’s go. I’d just be happy to go.

Then I would say to you, “Hey, do you want to watch ‘Valley of the Dolls’. ” That has nothing to do with anything, except I have a hankering to see it at the moment.

If you and I happened to be living in the same place and you had a hard day, I would bring you a glass of wine and rub your feet or run you a bubble bath.