Drew Barrymore, currently filming “Going The Distance” in New York, is looking exceptionally pretty in this photo – getting back together with Justin Long seems to agree with her. They’ve been seen all over the city looking deliriously happy.
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Most men fall for Drew because of that innocent little girl voice (which is not put-on; it’s her natural voice). The fact is – she is unstable, mostly because she practices witchcraft and is a wiccan. She also at times prefers the female of the species. She is a very complex little gal and ….. a strict vegetarian. And for all this, she is easy to like.
EVEN A LOSER NEEDS ATTENTION, folks!!
I hope he gets her preganant soon.
I can totally believe the bit about her being a witch. Sounds about right to me.
They are a cute couple
Fu@k you Drew.
First, Drew is happy because the cocaine in NY is a lot better than it is in L.A.
Second, Drew and Justin are beards for each other. Duh!
Kiss my fu#king ass, you #ucking azzhole.
They tried to make me go to rehab but I said ‘no, no, no’
Yes I’ve been black but when I come back you’ll know know know
I ain’t got the time and if my daddy thinks I’m fine
He’s tried to make me go to rehab but I won’t go go go
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Well if you are using coke again, I suspect f-face is using it with you. He is a great influence isn’t he?
Regarding the first comment by L’il Off Broadway: He (or she) is correct. Drew does practice the Wicca religion: I heard her say so twice on Oprah and either E.T. or Access Hollywood. She participates in the Winter and Summer Solstices, whereby followers where white garments, form a ‘magic circle’ and worship the 5 elements of Wicca, namely…Air, Fire, Spirit, Water, Earth. Of course they claim the witchcraft part is just to understand and deify certain elements of nature, but – DUH – it is led by satan and those that follow it will live with satan and his followers in the lake of fire. Someone needs to seriously have a talk with Drew.
Correction: Meant to say WEAR white garments…..not WHERE white garments.
She hears things she doesn’t like on the iphone…then lets him hear…then he makes face look like a monkey . 🙂
Nothin’ like lovin’ from a monkey boy…or should I say a monkeybone?
‘Don’t Come Around Here No More’…I’ve had enough…stop.
However that was meant to be…you’ve had enough…I’ve had enough. You’re done here. Go home…go away. You’re obviously not any kind of home I want to find. Go find yourself another project. I’m done with you too.
or if you like…bring him here. I wouldn’t mind giving him a kick in his old cobblers. Right in the bit you’ll be sucking on tonight.
How does that grab you Justin?
Justin Long is one stupid little wart. He should re-program his brain to break up with her once and for all. She obviously does not know who or what she wants. She does have a likable way about her.
How about the pair of you going down in a fiery plane crash? You can go down in flames together. 🙂
That thought is making me feel happy.
Fu#k you. 🙂
You brought this on yourself.
If there’s anything I can do for you, like say write a song telling you to piss off…you can bet I won’t be bothering.
So just fukc off you stupid tart.
Drew, were you having a weepy morning? That’s too bad. Just a typical Tuesday then.
Go on honey…no more weepies. Just a vacation is needed from a bad scene. Just make it a permanent one.
You’ve done a good job of making me cry plenty with no kind of remorse that I could see. What did you expect?
I hope it made you feel very powerful and important, b/c other than that, you were totally a waste of time for me.
As If: Sure you heard that crap on Oprah.
Drew’s busy on the iphone again. She must be waiting for a shot to be setup. Lots of standing around waiting. What else do you have to do with yourself? Not much apparently.
You’re pathetic. Can spot you a mile away.
I’ll be thinking about you not being able to twiddle that iphone at me anymore when I’m on my plane.
And that thought will be so pleasant, I won’t care that you are twiddling his little dickie there. He’ll have to pay quite a bit for the priveledge.
Btw Justin:
Thanks for hopping back in there. You made me realize I never really loved her.
I tried to let all the other shit you’d already done go, but I’ve realized just when I do and start trying again you do more…so fuck you then.
NOT MY DREAM. YOURS.
GET LOST!!!!!!!
With all sincerity…I’m going to find somebody and when I do, that’s when I’m going to bombard your ass with marriage proposals.
And then…I’ll wait until you break up the cuntface long there for time no. 2 and then I’ll be bombarding with the details of our sex life and guilt trips about shit from the past you can’t do anything about. And then, I’ll expect you to travel to another country and take on a job you don’t want so that I can call myself a philanthropist.
How does that grab you?
And if you start to complain I’m doing that…I’ll complain in a manipulative behind your back fashion that you’re not working hard enough and when you’re feeling good and alone and shitty, tell you I love you but you better lose some more weight b/c you’re looking tubby.
You’re such a dick. You deserve all you get.
I really hate your guts.
You don’t even have the right to play the woman scorned. You’re a spoiled brat, not a woman. And you were never my woman in the first place, although you play that up whenever it suits you and play it down when it doesn’t.
Make the rules up as you go…in your twisted little game you’re playing over there with me and whoever else dragged in without consent. I’m not playing anymore, b/c this is my life asshole. And I’m not going to be blamed for shit you do in my name that doesn’t work out for you.
By all means, stay with him. I’m glad you’re with him. I’m glad it’s him and not me. More like relieved.
For future reference so you don’t have to wear that ascot and look so douchey Justin:
http://www.wikihow.com/Remove-a-Hickey
Even a turtleneck would have been better.
I just had a (Hootie and one of the) blowfish suck my neck, so now I have to wear an ascot to my premiere. 🙂
It’s not going to happen honey. Give it up.
Oh, promises, your kind of promises can just destroy a life
Oh, promises, those kind of promises take all the joy from life
YOUR KIND OF PROMISES LEAD TO NOTHING
Fabrizio found that out too, didn’t he?
She makes promises and then breaks them as it suits her at the moment. Anything for love, right? Well, I’m not having another one of those. He might as well be, Fabby part deux…when the sequel isn’t as good as the original, but that is literally your affair and I’m not getting plopped in the middle only to lose again. That’s all you are…someone opens up and trusts you and it’s a losing proposition. That’s all.
Justin I suspect will be on the losing end of the stick quick enough, but it won’t be me involved again. That’s between the two of you.
And I’ll save you the trouble of telling me I’m ‘Unbelievable’. It’s true I am, but so are you. You’re the worst.
When your bullshit about love doesn’t get through, then you try telling me some doomsday scenario that will be my life if I don’t go along with your crap anymore. Like show business doesn’t have plenty of casualties. You just lost one the most talented. Wonder if he would have ended that way if he’d never been in show biz. I doubt it. Not that you really give a shit about me anyway. Do you baby? You’re just talking shit still aren’t you honey, b/c you’re more desperate than you try to let on while ‘You’re Still Standing’ and everyone else fades away?
I hope they wise up and tell you to get stuffed…or blame me and then tell you to get stuffed, but in any case get on with their lives and chalk this up to a bad deal and that they were sold something that just never came off.
Maybe then nobody else will get hurt. You see the bodies falling and still you continue. Even mine falling and all you can do is ‘stay the course’ (in Iraq).
You’ve been in touch with the old man again have you? He’d like that. He’d like that a movie star was communicating with him. Put a smile on the old man’s face. I’m sure that’s what you did when you weren’t telling him your tales of woe.
You’re useless to me and even to yourself these days, I’d say, but at least your being nice to the old man. There’s one good thing you did anyway.
Other than that, you’re just a fucking waste of time for me.
You didn’t like me bringing up Fabrizio or comparing them did you? I didn’t say anything that wasn’t true and you know it when you’re not kidding yourself.
You´re what I need
But your walls I just can´t defeat
And you cut so deeply
Now my heart needs some time to heal
Stop denying there´s no reason
Cause my ties have come undone
I want no more tears on my pillow
Don´t want no more flowers at my door
Don´t want no more crying at my window tonight
Oh no none of that
No more
I gave you all I´ve got
Down to the very last drop
I gave you all of me
I can´t help falling out of love
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Who says I’m bringing flowers anymore. That’s not something you have to worry about.
And I was crying in what should have been the privacy of my own living room, not underneath your window.
I’m glad you’ve ‘fallen out of love’ with me, if you were ever really in it, which I doubt. One less thing you’ll be trying to use against me.
I think you lie when it suits you and tell some pretty big whoppers too.
I suspect I could have done everything right, but I’d have gotten there with my heart hanging out and you’d have stepped on it anyway…just with a softer boot. I took too long and life had to go on you’d have said. But let’s be friends…I suspect that’s how it would have gone, which is why I tried to just make it that to start with.
Suuure you did.
Bullshit artist. I mean it.
You’re an artist at it. You are definitely artful about your deceit.
Jessie’s Girl…go away.
What do you want now Drew? I don’t want you or your world anymore. It’s over.
Get a clue.