Lydia wrote:
When I'm backstage, I'm too busy having fun to waste my time talking about other girls. Since you've never once been backstage, or on a tour bus, you'll never experience that side of things. You'll always be on the outside, looking in, and pretending you weren't a NIN fan 10+ years ago.
Lydia, think whatever you need to make yourself feel better...
what the fuck does it matter being one of the no face hoochies drinking up the band's booze and stealing their precious qi backstage? Or on the bus, a dubious privilege indeed ...if I ever go back, I want to be one of the acts - and give the overly entitled pieces of ass (because, honestly, that's what you are) my fart face LMAO
Get the net, you ditzy little strumpet - I didn't give a flying fig who you were fucking or how often until you started making assumptions about *why* it was some of the ladies here hadn't experienced those dizzy heights of rock star cock delight as yourself
How about if they're just more discreet than you are?? Hmm?
I have a question for you:
Would you have fucked every. single. one. of those rock musicians had you met them at a bar, or at work? If they didn't have money, or fame? Without the funny clothes or the "cachet"? Would you have been proud to tell your friends about them just as soon as you were done?
If you can say "yes" to those question, you retain a semblance of your humanity...if not, just...ugh. Give yourself a hand, 'cause you're a whore - and I use that word deliberately.
>>the punchline of all this is that you must be a bad whore, 'cause you're super crotchety, comin' up in here and blasting everyone and everything...I imagine
good whores are always cheerful, since they're always high on endorphins and all
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- and the number one perk of being in a band, but as ERIC ADAMS says, I digress:
Ya'll remember that? Real classy.
