#obsessedstart

[pucktm]

since some clout-chasing losers from high school have decided to go to the press in a pathetic attempt to ride my coattails, let me clear some shit up real quick: yeah, i have a kid. i'm not ashamed of her or keeping it some big secret, i'm just not some fucking mommy vlogger or whatever, trying to make a quick buck off her. i was sixteen, she was adopted, and that's that. she's not a part of all this shit, so keep her out of your little articles, and if i see any creeps trying to track her down, i will personally show up and beat the shit out of you, got it? cool, moving on. can someone tell me what the fuck buckle fat is? is it like bde? because why would you want that removed?

[tommyprestontm]

well its that time of the four year time gap again, the olympics. i'm not usually interested in watching all of these sports and events normally, but once the olympics is here i have to watch all of them. does anyone else feel like that?

[songbirdrose]

i know that it's time to visit my mom when i start to literally have dreams about her grilled cheese sandwiches and hugs. honestly, i know i'm gonna sound so lame since it was my decision to start doing the music thing full time, but i'm just a mama's girl at heart. i miss her hugs. anyway, that's a long way of saying that i'm back in new york for right now and am currently eating a grilled cheese sandwich made by the woman, the myth, the legend, millie rose and everything feels right over here. how's everyone else doing?

[kittywildetm]

i'm so excited to see celine fucking dion at the opening ceremony for the olympics. i thought that shit was gonna be lame, but you're telling me that the actual queen is going to be there? y'all, i'm sat. i'm there. it's go time. also my new song is out friday and it's called tummy hurts. if you don't stream it means you're praying on my downfall.

[blainetmarchive]

this is officially the worst jet lag i've ever experienced. i tried the stay awake until an early local bedtime approach, and i think it's safe to say it's not working for me, so i've put all my hopes on these under-eye patches to make sure i don't show up at my photoshoot looking like a total zombie. i know i definitely felt like one until three espressos ago... i can't complain, though, because 1) this place is absolutely gorgeous, 2) i'm currently on my fourth croissant in less than 24 hours and 3) my hotel neighbour is this really hot italian guy that i keep running into. life in paris is good. 10/10, would recommend. and to make it even better — are there any fellow paris-goers that might be up for karaoke tonight?