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So apparently, not only is Kristen Stewart playing Joan Jett in the new movie The Runaways, but Dakota Fanning (her co-star in New Moon, whaddyaknow!) will be playing Cherie Currie, lead singer of The Runaways band alongside her.
Yup. And the two of them will be lesbians together.
Life & Style reports:
In one scene, the girls share an intense lip-lock and their clothes end up scattered all over their hotel-room floor.“Dakota’s very controlled and poised,” observes Kristen. “She’s going to have to lose herself in this, because it’s really pretty heavy.”
Kristen Stewart and Rupert Grint are out there getting it done for t-shirts every day.
I am extremely disturbed by this.
15th August 2009
Reblogged From fuckyeahtshirts
Notes: 5
(via fuckyeahemmawatson)
Granger gonna hand out some serious beat down!
I really have to stop talking ghetto. It is not funny. This was my last time.
But she does look badass.
(via fuckyeahemmawatson)
Cos this would be what me and Emma would do, just hang out and be awesome. I’d be wearing my leather jacket, skinny jeans and custom chucks, with my back on a footstool and my legs up the wall. Just being super cool.
Bonus Childhood Destruction!!!
Lines to use may include “More like GhostBUSTer! Am I right?”
*”I’d like to bust her ghost! Up top Bro!!”
*If the streams were your legs, I’d make sure I never crossed them! Beauase I’d be having sex with you too much! BAM!”
* I know I look like I’m wearing a proton pack, but I’m just happy to see you!
Seriously, nice job, Brain.
I was at a party, a friends 21st. It was fun. I was talking to people who I really like, we had some good convo’s going, friends bands were playing, ones that I actually like. I was having fun. Then this girl, who I’ve only meet once before, but we talked for ages and had a good connection and I was kicking myself I didn’t get her number. This girl, she wanders over to me. Now she is cute, very cute. And cool. And I cannot remember her name for the life of me.
This was how our conversation went.
Girl: Hi. Campbell, right?
My Brain: Oh shit it’s this girl. I mean, awesome she’s talking to me. AWESOME!!! Wow, she’s cute. Fuck what’s her name. Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!
Me: Yeah hey, what’s going on?
My Brain: Oh you stupid piece of shit you missed the opening to ask her name now it’s too late. Also, ‘what’s going on?’ What are you some drooling bromanic? And, shit wait, this is my fault.
Girl: ‘Something drowned out by noise’
My Brain: What? Ears, I didn’t catch that. Just nod and agree? No, you shouldn’t, just ask her to repeat it…oh dammit I suck.
Me(Nods and agrees):
Girl: How about you?
My Brain: Damn she’s cute. I still can’t believe she’s talking to me. She’s the lead singer of one of the bands too, damn she’s so cool. She is cute. Say something. Something witty!!
Me: Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
My Brain: Oh I have to actually give you stuff? I do all the work! What’s her name? Shit. Look, try again later. Look vague and wander off, ask someone her name and talk to her again later.
Me(vaguely pats her on the shoulder as I move past and mutter something vaguely about how I have to talk to that guy who just walked in).
CONVERSATION FAIL!
I didn’t ask someone her name. I didn’t talk to her again. The next time I see her, she’s not going remember me. She won’t want to talk to me if she does. Good work. A cute girl actually remembers you and initiates a conversation with you and you fuck it right up. Amazing. This was worse than that time that hot girl told you that you looked like you were sweet, and in your beer addled state you told her it was becuase you were made of sugar and thought it was the best line ever, all the way up till when you woke up in you uncles loft the next morning with a massive hangover and saying ‘you fucking moron’ to yourself.
I still can’t remember this girls name.
And that’s my Saturday Story.
Campbell out.
Just saw Megan Washington on Spicks and Specks.
I may be one of the several hundred thousand people who just fell in love.
Number four image on a Google Image search for “Christmas”. I’m not sure whether I’m pleased with, or disapointed in the interwebz.
Congrats to Megan Washington! She won the Vanda and Young Songwriting Prize, for ‘How To Tame Lions’. Yay! Good for her. Now she can afford to fly her whole band to South by Southwest (SXSW) Festival for up and coming acts, in Austin, Texas.
