Thoughts about people that have nothing to do with me, yet I'm all up in their bidness.
So, Selena Gomez and Demi Lovato had dinner together last night. Selena and Demi. SELENA and DEMI. Selena Demi Gomez Lovato (Longest last name you'll ever hear). Nothing short of a miracle if you ask me, which you probably aren't. But since I fell in with a lovely group of people who were very good a psychoanalyzing these things, I've become accustomed to reading farther into certain situations involving these two young ladies. So that's pretty much what I'm gonna do here.
Now, I know alot of people lost "faith" in Demi and Selena over the past two years. There's really no reason why they shouldn't have. They had gone from inseparable to evidently not even speaking. I know Twitter and stuff like it is a poor judge of how often people really communicate because, let's be realistic, if you had something to say to someone you'd call/text them instead of putting the information up for the whole world to see. But the both of them were avoiding questions about each other like the plague when they used to smile and get all giddy at the mere mention of the other's name. No more mentions of each other anywhere, anytime, anyplace.
However, starting with "Ask Taylor" and continuing in interviews after it, Demi seemed to be alluding to the fact that Selena had done something or been part of something that had hurt Demi's feelings and that's why they were apart. Selena swore that it was only growing up and changing which accounted for the distance. Being a pretty good judge of both of these girls' character, I understand why they went about it that way. Demi is the cyclone of emotions that lashes out bravely one moment (Ask Taylor) and the next is in the depths of despair until someone (i.e. Selena) pulls her out. Selena is the nuturer, the protector, and the level head on which Demi could always rely. (It kinda irks me when fic writers get their characterizations mixed up. But maybe that's just me.) Selena took care of Demi, until Demi pushed and she couldn't anymore.
Demi, a clearly impulsive person, was with new older friends and boyfriends putting a bunch of Native American warpaint on her face and going get yogurt (which was kinda cool, ngl) with a crowd of people who I'm sure Selena knew weren't the best for her to be around. A bunch of feeders for her impulses. Maybe she felt that Selena going above and beyond expectation all the time was stifling her, so Demi needed to grow in a different direction. So Selena obviously steered clear and went back to maturely reading the New York Times at night while drinking hot tea....or something grown up like that....and accepted that Demi didn't need her support anymore. Except Demi did need her, oh, she did.
Nurturers need to nurture so Selena moved on to someone else she could protect and help grow, little Justin Bieber, and left Demi to her paint and her tattoos and things start to get ridiculous. So while Selena's in this messed up little Oedipus mirroring world with Bieber, Joseph "I did it unintentionally, she's my best friend, I'd never hurt her" Jonas fucks Demi up even more than she was before, and bam, all that shit that she had to deal with in the past is back. Insecurity, self-doubt, self-harm, body image issues, eating disorder, anger problems, treatment center. Treatment center for you, Demi Lovato. (Rehab is a dirty word.)
Except, when she dealt with it in the past, Selena was there. Selena helped her, took care of her, and never let it go farther than it had to. Where was Selena when Demi was on her way to treatment? Taking care of Bieber, her new person to protect since Demi up and grew away from her. Maybe accidentally, maybe purposely. Although I hate to think it, I do believe it was Demi that did something to break their unbreakable bond. Cyclones tend to break stuff up. But after the storm, there's always a period of rebuilding and healing, isn't there? And the stormy past months Demi has had obviously gave her alot of time to think. She seems different somehow...almost 15 again. Fifteen.
Cause when you're fifteen and somebody tells you they love you
You're gonna believe them
And when you're fifteen, don't forget to look before you fall
I've found time can heal most anything
And you just might find who you're supposed to be
I didn't know who I was supposed to be at fifteen
Aside from that being unbearably cheesy, which I swear I did not plan to do when I set out writing this junk, it's pretty true in a messed up way. Being in the same mindset as she was when she was that age, when she was in love with all things Selena Gomez, would be a beautiful thing. It'd be like starting over. Starting over seems to have happend virtually overnight between these two. From barely being in contact for almost two years to having dinner together and taking some sort of engagement picture knock off. Just like they used to. Whatever happened between them, whoever started it, whoever finished it, who forgave who, who asked who to dinner (who took that picture?) doesn't really matter anymore. Clean slate. Start over from 7 and don't fall out with each other at 17. No Bieber or Jonas or werewolf necessary anymore. Robby says hi.
My eyes are burning and this probably didn't make sense because I'm hopped up on cold medicine. But I felt the need to get it out lol