We are all in the gutter, but some are looking at the stars...

[sbuscemi]

Since it appears that Sadie Frost does not love me anymore, I have reduced myself to some warped and awful form of storybooking all alone. If you know me by now you will probably be expecting me to write you a masturbatory adventure that I had in the third person. Although there are many, this story happens to be about Vincent Vaughn

Comments

[kirshnerm]

I was wondering when you were going to write about this. Consider me satisfied. That picture does everything for his complexion.

[sbuscemi]

After I got past the traumatization , it came rather quickly. Isn't it awful? He is probably going to freak out when he sees it again.

[kirshnerm]

I'll wait and relish in the screams.

[sbuscemi]

That makes you sound like a murderer. You may or may not have stolen my heart, Mia Kirshner.

[sbuscemi]

As long as you're secretly weak in the knees for me, I'll live. I should show you the scars someday.

[sbuscemi]

Lovely, and I of course am madly in love with you. You could say that they are sexy, or you could just start to snog me.

[vaughn_vince]

I was really into this, you know, playing the scene over in my mind and remembering certain details and then everything I was thinking of crashed down with that picture. You just had to add it in didn't you? It's a great way to conclude the story, I'll give you that, but goddamn how completely fucked up do I look.

[kirshnerm]

Oh, please, Vince. You're an utter dreamboat.

[sbuscemi]

I still can't believe that I found them again. You look like a homeless criminal, but it's not like I looked any better that night. I should post pictures of my marred face sometime.