June 12, 2007
sorry guys for the long time with out a update or whatever..
here you go.
Billie had done as he was asked and headed to dell taco to meet adrienne. ( if you dont know what dell taco is...its just a taco pace in las vegas and..la...its like taco bell but cooler)
While on his way to dell taco Billie had recived numerious call's from Tre. Billie refused to answer Tre's phone calls thinking that Tre woud get the idea that he didnt want to talk to him or he didnt have his phone with him. Tre didnt get that point..
Billie arrived at dell taco before Adrienne so he called her to say that he was there and that he had a table for them..
5 minutes later
Adrienne arrived 5 minutes later at the table Billie had allready got for them.
" what did you want to talk about babe?" billie asked very sweet knowing what this meating was about..
"billie...dont act stupid you know why i wanted to have this meating thing...or whatever you would call it.."
"i know but i thought if i acted like i didnt know what it was about...it may go better..."
"well...what i called this thing for was..."
Adrienne stoped becuase she noticed Billie keep looking at his vibrating phone that was laying on the table..
"answer it."
"it will only take a minute"
Phone conversation:
"TRE WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT?"
"Ive been calling you all day why havent you answerd your phone..?"
"because i know what your gonna ask or talk about and i dont know yet.."
"when will you know?"
"tre ill call you later"
End phone conversation.
"what was that all about babe?" adrienne asked..
"tre has been fucking calling me all day to talk about one subject and i havent answered any of this calls hoping he would get the point that im not gonna answer the phone...but no he didnt...and here we are now.."
"oh ok...so..yea..you do know that Frank gets attached very easily...right?"
"yea babe but this is strickly just for fun.."
"does he know that?"
"um....yea...and plus hes got gerard till he dies...he wont want me for long.."
"whatever..."
"is this a yes or a no that i can get naugthy with my best dudes?"
"a yes..i guess....under one condiction.."
"anything babe"
"you promise that when you get home from doing whatevr you guys are gonna do that youll come to bed with me and have sex with me?.."
"of course babe...your my wife..why wouldnt I?"
"i dont know...but if you dont keep that promise im gonna make you sleep on the couch..."
"ill keep my promise..i hate that couch..."
"....i wasnt finished..."
"oh...sorry.."
"there is just one thing im worried about...we all know that frank gets attached VERY easily and quickly..im scared that he will for some odd reason begin t olove you more than his bestfriend...and you may get that same feeling...and i dont know..nevermind..."
Billie grabbed adrienne's hands and said.."dont worry about me loving frank...yea i love him as a best friend...but i love you more than bestfriend love that i will ever have for him...i have spent the last 12 years of my life with you...why would i throw that all away to be with frank?"
"i dont know.."
"adrienne dont worry about it ok..its just for fun.."
"ok.."
and with that adrienne and billie finished threre lunch at Dell Taco and headed home..
buzz please!
and comment!
Posted on 06/12/2007 9:12 AM Comments (3)
June 7, 2007
hey guys...sorry for not posting before i left for camp..
chapter 11
adrienne's point of view
Adrienne was very surprised to hear that frank was bi...
"He always seemed so straight" adrienne said to billie.
Adrienne didnt answer to billie's question abou thooking up with frank, gerard, and tre just for fun when he asked...it took her a few days...
She knew that frank got attached to things very easy and quick to.
"i dont want Frank to get attached to billie and think that he is his sex machine or that he isnt mine anymore...for god's sack im married to him after all...." adrienne tought this to herself and it contuined to run through her head all day.
normal point of view.
"hello?"
"hey billie its adie..."
"hey babe whats up?"
"nothing...we just need to talk..."
"about what?"
"just meet me at dell taco in 20 minutes ok?"
"ok...love ya"
"love ya to"
Posted on 06/07/2007 1:57 PM Comments (2)
May 31, 2007
im gonna be gone next week to camp..so today and tomorrow i gonna try to post at least 3 chapters for you guys..
enjoy!
Billie's point of view
Frank and Gerard had just left with Tre...i knew why he left with them..but i wish that i didnt know. Mike has been gone for about 30 minutes. I guess you could say this was the 'perfect' time to talk to Adrienne...
Regualr point of view
It was about 11pm, Billie and Adrienne were laying in bed watching tv and talking.. Billie really didnt know how to bring up the subject of him, Tre, Frank and gee..so he brought it up in the most random way possible.
B- Adie...would you ever...have sec with your of your close friends for fun?
A- girls of guys?
B-girls
A-just for fun? then yes if you had no problem with it and i could still come home to you and have better sex.
Adrienne leaned over to billie and pashionatly kissed billie joe. As she was commingout of this kid she asked billie...
A- why did you ask that?
B-well..see...i know these 3 people and there really good friends of mine..and..they wanted to know if i wanted to get in on some of the action but just for fun...
A-..who are these 3?
B-..um...Tre, Gerard and...Frank. Adrienne was stunned to hear Frank's name. She knew Tre and Gerard were bi but not frank.
A- Frank Iero?
B-yes Iero..how many franks do i know? I know...i was stunned when i found out today to.
Adrinne wanted to know what was going on between the 4 of them..so Billie told her the story.
thats it for today..hoped you liked it!
Posted on 05/31/2007 10:10 AM Comments (2)
May 25, 2007
im bored so here is another chapter!
WARNING: some language maynot be suitable for some readers!
lol..
"uhh...um..sorry about that" tre said getting off of frank and out from under gerard. (omg! can you picture that?! i can!!)
" what the fuck were you guys doing?HUH?!" billie asked again still not having an answer.
"we..were were just messing around...sorry." gerard spoke out first.
"well do you think im blind i can see that."
"You guys could of gone to the guest room or Adrienne's and I's room...instead of..in the kitchen.."
"..." nobody said anything..
"What if Jakob and Joey walked in on you 3? What if i sent one of them in here instead of me getting off my lazy ass to come. What would you of said?" (for the record billie is not a lazy ass)
"I..I dont know...sorry Billie" tre said.."um...your gonna be seeing a bit more of Frank and Gerard me.."
"may i ask why?" billie asked " no offence guys"
"None taken" Frank and Gee said in Unison
"because...im..guess you could call it..their..fuck buddy.."
"um..Frank you gay?
"not quite..bi.."
"oh...congrats i gues..just dont let jakob and joey see you! YOU HEAR ME?!!"
"SIR YES SIR!....maybe you can get in on this awesome fucking party to!?"
"um..maybe..id have to ask adrienne..seeing as im married to her..."
"yea..we wouldnt want to get you in trouble.."
"i wont get in trouble..but yea..ill talk to her about it later.."
"im..gonna go backoutside..next time you fell like doing...whatever you were doing on the floor go to the guess room."
and with that Billie went back outside and tre , frank and gerard headed upstairs.
there are only 8 chapters left!
Posted on 05/25/2007 11:28 AM Comments (2)
im gonna start posting multiple chapters at a time.
because the story that is tied in to this one i think is better than this story...
so get ready for longer parts..
much love!
adamcarsonlover elizabeth
"Gerard, Frank what a pleasent surprise."
" Hi adrienne...sorry for droping in with out calling.." frank said
"well we did call but no body answerd.." gerard said butting in.
"really..? we didnt hear the fone ringing..what fone did you call?"
"everybody's phone..."
"whats so important?" adrienne asked.
"um...we need tre...its important.."
Tre got outt the pool and lead frank and gerard inside..
"whats so important?" tre asked kinda confused to why they couldnt talk out side.
"well see.." gerard wasnt good with things like this and frank could tell already by the first two words on the conversation so he took over.
" As you know gerard is bi.."
"yea..i know.."tre said confused..
"well i am to..and after i told gerard that i was we started dating..for about a month now..and if i may say..we have really good sex...and we kinda want to have more people in on that good stuff...and we wanted to know...if you would be that somebody...?"
chapter 8
Tre' didnt know what to say..so just stood in the middle of Billie's kitchen...
"maybe this was a bad idea.." gerard said..
"..i would love to!" tre said while gerard and frank were about to leave
"really?!!" frank said very happy
"yea..it took me a while to answer because i had to let it all sooke in..ive always had a crush on both of you guys..and never thought in a millon years i would get to hook up with both of you guys..well not even one of you guys.."
ever sence my chemical had gone on tour with green day tre had wanted to have gerard and frank in his control..and now this was his chance.. :) Tre' had had sex with guys before even with his bestfriends mike and billie but they were never fiesty enough for Tres likeing, but for some odd reason Tre just knew that Frank and Gee were the fiesty and rough type.
Tre, Gerard, and Frank were just standing in the middle of billie's kitchen and had been for about 20-30 minutes. Billie walked in and aske..."what is taking you guys so lon...OMG! WHAT THE FUCK?"
At this point Tre, Frank and Gee were on the floor on top of each other making and doing things that should be done behind closed doors...
im gonna leave it here for now. buzz!
comment!!
Posted on 05/25/2007 9:30 AM Comments (1)
May 23, 2007
if i didnt sayit before im telling you now..frank and gerard are living in california now..not new jersey..
Frank and Gerard lived about 30 minutes from tre', mike and billie at this point Gerard wished that they lived right next door. Gerard got really scared when he couldnt reached any of the guys..they were some of his best friends.
Gerard and Frank were now driving down the road towards tres house..and Frank was a bit scared. Gerard was going 85 miles per hour down a 35 mph street. Tre's house..no one there.
Gerard moved on to Mikes house..no one there.
The only place that was left was Billie's house...and if no body was there Gerard was proably gonna call the police and send out a missing person alert. When Gerard reached Billie's house he got extreamly happy. "Thank GOD!" Gerard yelped out in excitement. "All of the guys are here"
Even though Gerard and Frank had been driving around for 20 minutes Frank still didnt know why Gerard needed tre NOW.
Gerard hopped out of the car and ran around back.
Frank didnt run out of the car he just got out of the car like a normal person and slowly walked around the back of Billie's house.
thats where im ending it today..
sorry that its not long like the other ones but i have to go get ready for church. BUZZ!! please!
Posted on 05/23/2007 2:14 PM Comments (1)
May 20, 2007
sorry for the lack of updates..i have had a lot of stuff going on..
but to make it up im posting 2 chapters!
much love,
elizabeth
chapter 4
BEWARE THIS CHAPTER HAS SOME STUFF THAT MAY NOT BE SUITABLE FOR PEOPLE WHO DO NOT LIKE HOT BOY SEX AND OTHER STUFF AROUND THAT NATURE!
Gerard and Frank had only been watching Saw 3 for about 30 minutes and frank had already fell asleep on Gerard's shoulder. Gerard loved to watch Frank sleep, he was SO cute when he slept. Gerard began to lightly stroke Frank's hair and softly kissed his forehead. Gerard loved Frank so much and decided not to wake Frank from his slumber to get the nasty on..(lol) Instead Gerard lifted Frank off his shoulder and laid him down on the couch and coverd him up with a blanket and headed to frank's room.( frank and gerard live in the same house) Gerard was now in Frank's room...um...masturbating..gerard was being really rough with hisself that he was bumping in to walls, making stuff fall off the walls and moaning VERY loudly. If Frank was not asleep downstairs and was upstairs with Gerard, Gerard would most likely be yelling or moaning " FRANK I LOVE YOU!" or something along those lines...but no..Frank was asleep so Gerard was screaming those things to his self.." FRANK I LOVE YOU!...OH GOD"
Now there was Gerard jucie all over the floor, frank's bed and every where else gerard had been in frank's room...
Gerard had stoped for about...30 seconds to calm down a little bit and to see if Frank was awake yet..suring those 30 seconds Gerard noticed how big of a mess he had made and instead of contuening Gerard started cleaning up Frank's room.
Frank's point of view
Gerard and himself had just had...probly the best shower sex Frank had ever had..
"oh..god..how long have i been sleeping?" frank thought to himself as he woke up on the couch.....
"gee...?" Frank said quietly
As Frank climbed off the couch he hit his knee on the adge of the end table in front of the couch..
"fuck! not again..OW!!"
"what the fuck is that noise.." frank said outloud...thinking he was saying it in his head..
Frank heard coming from somewhere upstairs a lot of wracked..it sounded like stuff falling down and breaking and something repeadly hiting the wall.
Normal point of view
Gerard was now bending down on his knees with only a pair of gray socks and a black tee shirt on cleaning up the mess he made in Frank's room. Frank had just came up from down stairs sleeping to see what all teh racket was coming from. When he reached the top of the stairs he saw that his bedroom door was closed..
"why is my door closed...its never closed"
Frank walked over to his door and slowly opened it..
Gerard did not notice that the door had been opened...Frank just stood leaned up against the door frame and watched Gerard scoot around on his knees cleaning up what Frank now noticed to be skeet.
Frank liked Gerard in this position... :)
Frank wlked up behind Gerard and sat down on his back which made Gerard fall to his knees...
"Frank what the fuck are you doing??"
"I dont know...but I really like you in this position..."
"I do to...but im sorry not right now my ass still hurts from the shower earlyer.."
"its ok..i do to.."
Chapter 5
(Gerard and frank are in California now...not new jersey)
Gerard and Frank had been wanting another somebody in there nasty business. But who? That was the big question. Nobody else int eh band was bi or gay. Frank had always had a crush on Billie Joe Armstrong sence MCR went on tour with green day a few years back...but didnt really know if he was bi..and his wife Adrienne probably would like it..there was one more person...Tre' Cool!
....Ring..Ring..Ring..
no one answered...Gerard tried Tres' home fone no one answered..it was unlike tre' to not answer his phone...
Gerard tried Mike's home and cell..no answer..Billie's home and cell...no answer..and even the recording studio.. no answer.
It was unlike the guys to not answer any phone..gerard was getting really worried
"FRANK GET IN TEH CAR! WERE GOING OVER TO BILLIE'S HOUSE!" gerard yelled through the house
"ok ill meet you in the car in 2 minutes" frank yelled back
"ok...hurry up though!"
well this it it for now..
sorry to levave you with a cliff hanger.
ill make sure i post new chapters at least every other day from now one...if not every day.
Posted on 05/20/2007 3:30 PM Comments (2)
May 14, 2007
Green Day frontman's success has not spoiled his mother, who holds family together and -- at 75 -- still loves work as waitress
Ollie Armstrong ^^
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RODEO -- The rock star's mom says she lives in a "party house." Sounds sensible, because everybody knows partying is what rock stars do.
But not like this.
"Every Tuesday we have dinner at that table," said Ollie Armstrong, nodding toward the long wooden table occupying the small, knickknack-filled dining room. "Sometimes we have 20 people here. I cook all day and if I don't, I send out for food."
From the driveway, where kids' names are scrawled in the concrete, to the large wooden kitchen sign simply declaring "Strawberries," "here" is a homey, comfortable place. The Tuesday "parties" include any of Ollie's six children or 24 grandchildren -- all of whom are pictured pretty evenly throughout the Armstrong family home of more than 30 years.
One member, Billie Joe -- who looks a lot like his mom, down to his thin stature (and occasional on-stage eyeliner) -- obviously gets the most attention from outsiders. They're used to it. It's what happens when one is among the world's most recognizable rock stars.
But in this house, the Green Day frontman is still just Ollie's youngest. Or somebody's little brother, uncle, even dad. And although Billie Joe and his band invariably get the spotlight, in some ways Ollie is an even better story.
At 75, there's hardly any relaxing for Ollie -- by choice -- both as a waitress and as the glue holding the Armstrongs together. She's obviously still the family traffic cop in the same home in which most of them were raised.
Earlier that morning, daughter Anna, 39, came by with one of her children on her way to work at UC Berkeley. Oldest son Alan, 56, a retired West County school district employee and recording studio owner, stops in about 10 a.m. Asked about Ollie's relationships with her children, Alan revives the family joke about 37-year-old brother David being her favorite, drawing a mock scowl from his mother.
"That's only because he told people that," she said, adding that partiality "would be a terrible thing. I love all my kids so much."
Ollie was one of 12 children (another died at childbirth) whose dirt farming family came from Oklahoma during World War II to work in the Richmond shipyards.
"We were so poor we had to use a jar and a stick to make butter," she said. Her mother, who worked night shifts, was one of the storied "Rosie the Riveters" to whom a monument stands near the Richmond waterfront. Four of Ollie's brothers ended up fighting in World War II. Her youngest brother died fighting in Vietnam two decades later.
Ollie was married to her first husband and had Alan -- whose last name is Oller -- by the time she was 19 (Alan's siblings insist that no one refer to him as a half-brother).
"There's a difference of 18 years between me and mom," Alan said, "which is less than me and Billie (21 years). Me and mom grew up together."
Among Ollie's early jobs was roller-skating gas station attendant in the 1950s and waitressing at Mel's Drive-In in Berkeley, "the best job in the world," she said. "We'd wait on the Hells Angels. They were so good to us. I still wait on them at Ember's (a Pinole restaurant)."
She divorced in her early 20s ("I was so young") and eventually met Andy Armstrong at a Slim Slaughter show at the Melody Club in Albany. Described as a "bear of a man," Andy was a truck driver and jazz player who introduced his children to music via his drum set in the living room.
After Ollie and Andy married, she kept waitressing at various places (including Rod's Hickory Pit in Vallejo, where Ollie persuaded her boss to let her teen son's band play its first gig). They went on to raise five children together.
"I think the biggest influence my mom has had on me is her work ethic," Billie Joe said via e-mail. "She embodies her job and created a lifestyle out of it. She's always been a waitress, but for some reason she's never really had a boss. She's her own boss, and her energy always insinuates that she loves her work. And to do that, and raise three daughters and three sons on her own, is remarkable. She is a survivor, and I love her for that."
Ollie, whose frequent, doting smile belies her assertion that she was a disciplinarian, beams about her children and how they turned out, despite some rough times -- though never as rough, she says, as what's been written in books about Green Day.
"All these stories about (Billie Joe) coming from a dysfunctional family, that he was from a broken home" she said, frowning at two books on a nearby table. "How do you stop someone from dying?"
That someone was Andy, who died of cancer in 1982, leaving her with four children still at home. Suddenly, Ollie needed a second job, and the older children had to help with the younger ones.
"I buried myself in work," she said.
Alan steps right in, saying: "She had to work. She had all these kids to support, and Andy practically left her with nothing."
By then, her two oldest children were out starting families of their own. Marci, the second oldest at 43 with two grown children -- including one serving with the U.S. Air Force in Kuwait -- says her father's death shaped her mother into the family rock.
"It just seemed like she tightened up the belt, white-knuckled it, and did what she had to do," Marci said. "She was a very strict, independent lady, and I've become the same way because of her."
Anna said, "She's really intuitive when it comes to people. Of all my friends, she knew the good ones and the bad ones. She knew who was up to no good. But she's also very open-minded and giving. She's almost spiritual that way."
Ollie was also the type of mom who, though strict -- though not necessarily with the three youngest ones, says Marci, laughing -- would take on all comers over her children.
Marci remembers a family picnic and softball game when she was a teenager in which she got into an argument with an adult from another family. Things got heated and "my mom tore out there onto the field and got right in her face. It was one of those moments you realize how much your mom cares about you."
Alan, who has 14 adopted children, remembers calling home once after being arrested on a case of mistaken identity that was later dropped. "She said, 'Let me talk to those guys down there. You're not a criminal.'"
"That's my mom," Alan said. "We can fight with each other all we want, but you better not get in the middle."
"These kids will tell you I put the fear of God into them," Ollie said, pausing before breaking into a laugh. "I punched out David once." She looks at Alan, shaking a small fist. "I punched you out, too."
The topic of discipline seems to be a never-ending source of amusement for the Armstrongs. Daughter Hollie, 40, says that when the children would get too rowdy in the family station wagon, Ollie would promise spankings all around when they got home.
"We'd try to be quiet so she'd forget," said Hollie. "But then Billie Joe would always cry about it. Billie Joe could never keep his mouth shut."
Whenever the topic switches to another member of the Armstrong clan, Ollie is off the sofa, grabbing a photo for visual effect. She picks up last year's Christmas card showing Billie Joe's two sons, explaining that their dad is also an assistant baseball coach. "That little one hit it over the fence," she said. "Billie Joe called me the other day and said 'Mom, you wouldn't have believed it.'
"He's a good dad. All my kids are good parents."
The baseball coach, obviously, gets a lot of attention. But the Armstrong home sports less evidence of Billie Joe's success with Green Day than your average 17-year-old fan -- aside from the Green Day lunchbox in a corner. OK, and the gold record over the living room piano. And the Madison Square Garden poster in a bedroom.
OK ... and the car in the garage.
"(When Green Day got big), he offered to buy me a new house," Ollie said proudly. "I don't want a new house." She pauses, then points toward the garage. "But he keeps me well supplied in cars. He just gave me a Lexus."
Which may or may not stick out in the suburban East Bay neighborhood -- the inspiration for much of Green Day's last record, the Grammy-winning "American Idiot." Billy Joe gave her one of his Grammies, but she gave it back, not wanting it to be stolen.
Even more cherished is her copy of "Look for Love," a single recorded by 5-year-old Billie Joe by the owners of nearby Fiatarone's music store, whose owners "discovered" him when Ollie took him in for piano lessons. "'New York, New York,' you should've heard him sing that," she said. Her smile gets bigger as she remembers what her son did after receiving his first big paycheck in 1995.
"When their first record came out, I was working at Ember's, and he and his wife came and got me and said 'You've got to come outside.' I said I was working and he'd have to wait. Finally, I went out and there was a 1995 Acura in the parking lot with a red bow around it.
"He supports me. I don't have to work. I get what I want. But I quit for a year and couldn't stand it. I tried traveling. I go away, but I want to come home."
Which won't stop her from spending Mother's Day at Disneyland with Hollie, Anna and five grandchildren. She has gone to award shows and met celebrities such as Wynona Ryder and Matthew Fox from "Lost," although she admits often not knowing who they are until later. She sometimes receives visits from Green Day fans at the restaurant, including a kid who once came from New Jersey.
Nobody expects her to stop being at Ember's any time soon.
"I don't like being alone," she said. "I'm getting used to it now, but I work. How long? Forever. As long as I can carry dishes. I'm healthy as hell. The only thing I worry about is if something happens to me. I'm afraid that'll split (the family) up."
Considering how many years she has spent keeping them glued together, that hardly seems likely.
Posted on 05/14/2007 5:18 PM Comments (1)
May 10, 2007
It’s 9 a.m. and I’ve rung the buzzer twice at Jeffree Star’s apartment in Valley Village. Did he forget I was coming, or is he fucking with me? I’m about to try his cell phone when the doorknob turns and the fuchsia-haired, rail-thin 21-year-old appears, rubbing the traces of last night’s mascara out of his eyes. “Oh, I look like a troll doll,” he says, pulling at his hot-pink locks so they stand straight up on his head. I try to be polite, but there is a slight tonsorial resemblance between Star’s morning hair and the electric-socket look of the ’60s doll, so I just smile awkwardly. On his couch is a nearly naked 20-something boy. “Oh, don’t worry, there are always boys around,” he smiles. “You should see the guy in my bed.”
 (Photo by Kevin Scanlon) We sit at his dining-room table, and Star tells me how he went from misfit Orange County teen to reigning Queen of the Internet. “I knew I was gay, since like fifth grade,” he begins. Star’s father died when he was young, leaving his mom, a model, to raise him alone. When she’d go to work, he would dig through her makeup and experiment. “I finally convinced my mom to let me wear makeup to school in junior high,” he says. Star’s face has a white cast of last night’s remnant makeup, and barely visible are his signature pink eyebrows arched above the place where his real eyebrows have been shaved off. (In case you’re wondering, his bare morning face is just as pretty.) His arms peek out from a Hello Kitty T-shirt; they are thoroughly tatted. “I got this first one when I was 18,” he explains, pointing to his right arm. A sleeve of lipstick and razor blades, it reads: “Makeup massacre.” “But when you first get tattoos you don’t know about shitty artists and good ones.” There’s a fresh tattoo on his left arm, an expertly rendered JonBenet Ramsey, complete with tiara. It cost $1,000 and was done by the famous Kat Von D, formerly of the reality TV show Miami Ink (she’s now started her own shop, LA Ink). “I always knew I was different than everyone else,” he says, “and smarter. But in school the girls all wanted to be my friend, and the boys secretly wanted to mess around with me, so I didn’t get beat up for being weird.” The first time Star dyed his hair pink, it was all anybody could talk about at school. It won him Best Hair in the yearbook. Back then, when other kids were playing sports, he was reading books he stole from Barnes & Noble and surfing a thing called the Internet. “I was the first one to have high-speed Internet before all my friends,” he says. “My mom was always technologyhip. So I’d find these Web sites like Face the Jury, where you upload a picture and people rate you from one to 10. And then there are forums. I was always the No. 1 poster on the forums of Live Journal and Melodramatic.com, where people would be intrigued. I’d take crazy pictures. I was really good at having guys on the Internet buy me stuff. I would never send nude pictures or anything like that, but these guys would become obsessed with me.” One guy sent him a thousand-dollar camera. He used it to take higher-quality images of himself. Star wants to show me a few he and photographer Heidi Calvert took back then, so we go to his pink bedroom where, as promised, there is indeed a tattooed-limbed boy wrapped in Hello Kitty sheets. The picture hanging above the vanity where Star’s makeup brushes live shows him as a blonde in fishnets and hooker heels, with slit wrists, blood smeared up his forearm, and a tissue spotted with blood in his other hand. ”Oh, and it was all real, girl,” he says, showing me the scars on his wrists. “[Heidi] wanted me to hold a gun in my mouth, and I was like, fuck that. I took a razor and slashed my wrists. So I got a weird cult following.” Enter MySpace. Star got every one of his fans from a bunch of sites to join his MySpace page. “So instead of starting out with just one friend, I started out with 30,000,” he says. Star now has half a million friends and receives, on average, 50,000 comments every time he posts a new picture. Star moved to L.A. after graduation and got a job working the MAC counter at the Beverly Center. Of course, he met tons of celebs, both through work and at clubs. “They just fell in love with me and wanted me to do their makeup,” he shrugs. He also did side jobs, doing makeup for porn shoots and driving his prostitute roommate to her johns’ houses. He even had a brief gig as Kelly Osbourne’s personal makeup artist. But he always loved music, and went out as often as he could to see bands. One night, at a Peaches show, he met Peaches’ drummer, who suggested that Star make his own songs. “I told her I didn’t know how, and a month later when she was finished recording an album, she brought me a few beats.” That was enough to inspire him. He began writing “really crazy lyrics” to rap beats — he’s obsessed with hip-hop. “I wrote a crazy rap song called ‘We Want Cunt,’” he says. ”Cunt was my nickname online — that was how I generated a lot of attention back in the day.” He asked Tom on MySpace to convert his page to a music page, allowing him to keep all his friends. “[The song] really caught on, so I made another, and it became way bigger than I ever thought,” he says. “It’s not really great music like Madonna, but it kind of fits the whole package.” He eventually got a manager who spotted him at the airport in full makeup and high heels. Now he has four songs on his MySpace page and, “as of yesterday,” he tells me, “I have over 22 million [song plays].” We walk into Star’s command central, his roommate’s bedroom, where he manages all his traffic. On one computer screen, a little pop-up window is waiting for him, asking if he wants to add more friends to his My Space page. He clicks “accept,” and we watch as 20, 40, 90, 200 and counting, friends are added. All in one day? “Oh, girl, I updated this at 5 a.m., so this is just from the last four or five hours.” On the other computer, we try to log on to MySpace, but the site is down. “Oh, God! I’m gonna have a nervous breakdown,” says Star, frantically trying to reboot. “This is like my 9-to-5 job.” He finally lets it go with a sigh and shows me his Buzznet page, where you can watch his video blogs and see pictures from yesterday’s photo shoot, where he was made into a pink-haired Barbie Doll for jewelry designer Tarina Tarantino, who chose Star as her company spokesmodel (he was also chosen to represent fashion maven Jared Gold’s new line). Star also has a deal through BandMerch.com, selling his T-shirts and panties to people all over the world, and he’s even scored a booking agent. His first gig was in Anchorage, Alaska, and now he plays all over the country. “People in L.A. and New York, they’ve seen it all, and it’s not that fun. Places where they don’t have someone like me around, they go crazy.” Earlier this year, his song “Plastic Surgery Slumber Party” debuted at No. 1 on iTune’s dance charts,above Justin Timberlake, and this summer he’s touring with Cyndi Lauper. With MySpace still down, we log on to his e-mail, and his inbox is flooded with fan mail. “You know,” he says, “to be honest, the best part of this whole thing is getting e-mails from people who say I inspire them and help them in some way.” Underneath all that makeup, Jeffree Star does have a heart — he just doesn’t want you to know it.
Posted on 05/10/2007 1:39 PM Comments (0)
May 7, 2007
WARNING: HOT BOY SEX!
thanks to ever body that reads buzz's and comments.
this is for you!
peace love and hair grease!
Frank and Gerard had got back from lunch at IHOP and band practice safely. they were sitting at the kitchen table at Frank's house eating vegan muffins (best thing in the world besides applesauce muffins...)
After everything in the kitchen was put away frank went upstairs to get in the shower. Gerard was very horney and thought that Frank would like it if he surprised him in the shower. Gerard waited a few minutes of frank being in the shower before he went into the bathroom and got undressed. Gerard hoped in the shower behind frank and grabbed frank by the waist..
"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?"
"i thought you might want some company..."
frank didnt answer.
"well fine if you dont want any company then im leaving" gerard said stepping out of the shower.
"no wait i do..stay" frank said grabbing gerard's wrist
"fine.."
gerard pushed frank under the steaming hot water and then leaned in and pashiontaly kissed him. After a few minutes of just little kisses here and there Frank pushed Gerard against the wall and began kissing his neck and down his stomach and towards his 'manhood'. Frank stoped when he was right below gerard's belly button..
"arnt you gonna keep going?"
"yea..but i came in here for a shower and if i contuine i know i will never get to that shower and i reak..so can we take a shower and whatnot then finish this?.."
"yea..i need one to while were at it."
Frank got off his kness and back to his feet and grabbed the shampoo..
"lavender or vanilla bean?" (yes i know...VERY random shampoo sents)
"lavener.."
Frank washed Gerard's hair and then they switched and Gerard did frank's hair and then they washed each other's bodies and then Frank got back to were he stopped earlyer.
" tell me if im hurting you..ok" frank said as he was entering gerard
"sure..but i think im gonna be good"
frank enterd gerard and began trusting back and forth..
"FASTER! FASTER!"
"im going..'
they both gave each other anal..they finally got out of the shower when the hot water turned to cold.
they both went to franks room for some pj's..
"um...frank there's a problem.."
"which is..?
"i dont have any thing to wear.."
"you could wear nothing all night.." frank said with a smile growning on his face.
"yea..see..im gonna freeze to death if i dont put on anything..just give my some clothes please.."
"fine"
frank gave gerard some clothes then they headed downstairs to watch SAW3..
thats it for today..buzz and comment!
Posted on 05/07/2007 2:00 PM Comments (3)
May 3, 2007
im gonna try and do a recap on every chapter...but im horrible at them..so they may not last...but here goes the first one..
buzz...comment..
peace love and hair grease!
elizabeth
p.s when i was righting this i was craving IHOP all the time..do yea..IHOP is very random..yea..
recap: gerard is bi..everybody knows but no one knows frank is bi..frank likes gerard and want him...(sounds kinky..) frank tells gerard hhe is bi and them gerard kisses frankie and ask him to be his boyfriend..and now here we are...:
about 2 weeks have passes sence gerard and frnak become 'boyfriends' everything was going good and no one was suspecting anything..well...what frank and gerard could tell.. Frank really wanted to tell the guys the first minute gerard had asked him to be his boyfriend....it was a amazing highlight in frank's life. but gerard said no sence they werent sure if they would last..seeing as it may be kinda wierd dating your bestfriend. they now knew they would last forever and that they could tell everybody now. frank called ray and bob while gerard called mikey and told them to meet at IHOP in 30 minutes. they did as they were told. everybody orderd panckaes (what else would you order..?)
"why were we called to a meeting at..IHOP?' bob asked every confused...sence none of the guys beside ray are very fond of pancakes.
gerard and frank looked at each other then grabbed the other man's hand under the table.
"WE have a anousement..about 2 weeks ago i was flirting with frank when he decided that.. i out of everybody else should know that..."
"...that i am also bi..." frank said enterrupting gerard..
no body said anything for a few seconds...
"so thats why frank wanted to talk to you at the coffee shop..in the bathroom.." mikey said being the first one to speak up.
"yea..and while in the bathroom...i asked frankie to be my...boyfriend...and we are now a couple..."
"really? thats so sweet!" ray said..
"ray you are such a pussy...you think everything is sweet..." bob said punching ray in the arm.."even tough it is sweet.." bob said looking back at gerard and frankie..
"um...wh..wh.."mikey began stuttering.."what happens if you guys break up?"
"if we do we will still remain friends and we will contuine with the band...but were not gonna break up.."
"and you know this how?
"becasue mikey...frank wanted to tell you guys the day i asked him...but i wanted to wait to be sure that we were gonna last forever and that this wasnt just going to be a few day fling...but we've talked about everything and know were gonna last.."
"ok..whatever you guys say.."
everybody finished eating their pancakes and then left to go do their own thing.
Posted on 05/03/2007 2:24 PM Comments (3)
May 2, 2007
first off..let me say...THIS WAS THE FIRST STORY I EVER WROTE!. (a long time ago) I twill have hot boy sex in the upcoming chapters. if you like hotboysex then read it you dont dont read...this is not real. it is made up neither gerard way or frank iero or any of the other guys that come up in this story are gay or bi. ...comment and tell me what you think..buzz.....oh and im horriable at captlizing(sp?) stuff when im typing so just deal...
peeace love and hair grease! elizabeth
Mikey, gerard and frank were at a coffee shop in Rodeo, california while ray and bob were at their homes in new jersey. everybody knew gerard wat bi but never put it against him. while at the coffee shop gerard keep smiling aand giggling at frank. frank knew from the first smile that day gerard was flirting with him, and frankly frank liked it. frank had never told anybody not even gerard, his bestfriend, that he was bi. frank didnt know how to tell the guys that he was bi even though in his head it seemed like the easyest thing in the world...but everytime he tried he failed at telling them. Frank liked lots of guys he saw expecialy the guys he saw at mcr concerts,but he had a crush on ray...and gerard. frank had to tell somebody about him being bi. it was eating up inside (not literaly but yea..) waking up every day living two diffrent lives. with the guys-straight, alone and at bars-gay guy....
"gerard can i talk to you for a minute...in private?" frank asked every nervous.
"um...sure.."
frank got up outta his seat and started towards the bathrooms in the back of the coffee shop. gerard followed very confused...
"...this sure is a nice place to talk.." gerard said being sarcastic while entering the bathroom.
"sorry...but what i need to and want to tell you is IMPORTANT!...but i dont know how...to tell you.."
"frank your my bestfriend and have known me for EVER! you can tell me...come on..."
"i know...just give me a few seconds to i can think of what words to use.."
2 minutes passed...
"FRANK! you've had a billon seconds tell me!"
"OK! OK!...nobody knows this but its killing me inside adn your the one person that i want to tell the most..and sence you've been flirting with me ALL day and i know you like me...in more than best friends..so....im bi...and i want you..."
"really?"
"yea...crap i knew i shouldnt of said anything.." frank said begining to beat his head against the wall.
"frank stop it!..you could really tell that i was flirting with you?.."
"yea..."
"frank come here..."
frank did as he was told..
"frank i know you think you shouldnt of told me because of the first thing i said...'really' im glad you told me...now we can act normal around each other like we should of from the begining.."
"what do you mean? normal.."
"we can act like gay..well in our case..bi guys to...frank will you be my...boyfriend?"
"really? yes of course!" frank said right before planting a pashiont kiss on gerard's lips.
after a few minutes of makeing out they left the bathroom and headed back to their table where the coffee that was steaming hot when they left was cold.
what do you think??
let me say once again. this was the first story i ever wrote..and i wrote it like 3 months ago..
comment and buzz!
Posted on 05/02/2007 12:42 PM Comments (5)
April 20, 2007
this mkaes me sad that mikey most likely isnt gonna be at the show on april 25, 2007 but mikey and alicia do deserve some time to do...married things together..you know what im talking about...but yea..read the letter...
:)
A Message from Gerard
Hey Guys,
We like to keep all of you in the loop because although you are fans we see you as our friends...
I'm very proud to announce my brother's recent marriage. Watching him grow up into a man and finding love makes me the happiest brother alive.
In light of this joyous event, the band has decided to give he and his wife a much needed break from the road to start a life and have a proper honeymoon and do all of the things a newlywed couple should do.
I know this is upsetting news, as it is for us, but we will continue to tour with a temporary replacement until he has situated himself in his new life.
We thank all of your for your love and support, and know you are all as happy for him as we are.
See you on the road,
Gerard
Posted on 04/20/2007 1:27 PM Comments (2)
March 9, 2007
from: www.californiaaggie.com/
Some know AFI as a small punk band they used to mosh to at 924 Gilman Street in Berkeley. Others remember hearing the group for the first time on Bay Area radio station Live 105.3 FM's show "Soundcheck," or even more recently from their successful album Decemberundergound, released on Interscope Records.
Many students, desiring to rekindle such memories, stood in line outside on a freezing winter morning at Freeborn Hall to get tickets to see AFI play a sold-out show this Thursday. For those not lucky enough to get tickets, here is an exclusive interview with lead guitarist Jade Puget of AFI.
How long have you been in AFI, and what was your path into the band?
I've been in AFI for eight and a half years. I grew up with Davey [Havok] and Adam [Carson] in Northern California ? and was actually an AFI fan before I was asked into the band.
Could you briefly describe your contributions to Black Sails in the Sunset, as many believe it to be one of the best punk/hardcore albums ever released?
I came into the band and the guy that I replaced was the main songwriter, so I was put into this role right off the bat. That is why Black Sails in the Sunset, the first record I wrote with [Davey], sounded a lot different than anything AFI had released before.
Would you like to comment on your latest release, Decemberunderground, especially in relation to older albums?
Well, since Black Sails in the Sunset was eight years ago, the two records after I got in the band, The Art of Drowning and Sing the Sorrow, were a lot of fast songs. After the point of writing so many records, you need to explore other areas or you will be one of those bands that never go anywhere and keep writing the same stuff over again. We naturally evolved over time, and stylistically it has been a very even evolution to where we are now.
Many Bay Area fans have watched AFI transform from a Gilman punk band to a Live 105.3 FM up-and-coming local artist, and now to a successful name on MTV. How has this experience been for you and the rest of AFI?
It's been really fun for the band and myself ? that we continue to go upward. It's definitely strange for a band to be together for 16 years and to keep going up and up. We've got to experience so many things, from playing little tiny clubs to playing big arenas. Recently, we played on "Saturday Night Live," which has always been a dream of mine.
One of the more recent Bay Area shows AFI played was at Slim's with local underground punk/hardcore favorites Ceremony and Dispute. How did that show come about?
We like to do things for our fan club, so we decided we would play a string of shows in California geared toward them. But all that stuff always comes from us ?? we don't let some random [record] label person book our shows. We had been on the road for a while, were rusty and wanted to play some shows. After that show, we took Dispute with us to Europe and it was a great time ? both of those bands are awesome.
You are going to play at UC Davis' Freeborn Hall this coming Thursday, Mar. 1. What are your experiences playing college campuses?
We play colleges quite a bit because if you're somewhere like the Midwest, often that's the place you want to play because a lot of the towns are either small or people don't really get it. Like, for example, playing Lawrence, Kan., which is kind of like Berkeley, it's all students.? Freeborn Hall at UC Davis was actually the first show we played for the album Sing the Sorrow.
What plans does AFI have for the future, with touring, writing and collaboration?
I do a lot of remix stuff ? Davey and I are putting out a record soon of our [electronic] side project Blaqk Audio. We plan to keep touring and are going to Europe next month. We will be making a video next week, touring through summer and then writing a new record. There is no release date right now, but I've been writing a little bit, and I hope it won't take a long time to release it.
Davis used to have a lot more punk and hardcore shows in the past at places like the ASUCD Coffee House on campus. What are your thoughts and experiences with growing up in and getting things going for a struggling punk scene?
It's hard to find a venue for shows - you have to deal with crappy venue owners ? you have to [do everything] yourself. If you're into doing it for the scene and making your scene stronger, then it's worth it. That's how AFI got their start - we were playing little shows in small clubs and doing that kind of thing, getting a scene together in our town.
Posted on 03/09/2007 4:14 PM Comments (2)
February 5, 2007
lets get to brushing!____to the tune of lets get it started by the black eyed peas..(dont know why i know that...)
lets get to brushing in here!
lets get to flossing in here!
now get that tooth paste out.
put it on your tooth brush.
put it under the water!
put it under the water!
now put it in your mouth,on your teeth, go up and down.
make your teeth real shiny.
now spit it out and do it again.
now spit it out and do it again.
BRUSH BRUSH!! then...FLOSS FLOSS!!
lets get to brushing in her lets get to flossing in here!
BRUSH and FLOSS!!!
Posted on 02/05/2007 1:51 PM Comments (1)
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