There are many stories told of princesses, each described as the most elegant, the most beautiful princess who had ever lived. None of these stories are true, for the most beautiful princess who ever lived is, without a doubt, the desert Princess Sun.
From the moment Sun was born she has been graced with the gift of beauty, her skin is black and pure, her dark hair thick and coiled, eyes so brown you would believe they were born of the earth, and kissed by the sun with flecks of gold.
As Princess Sun grows, so too does her beauty and grace, sun gifted vitiligo on her skin growing and strengthening as she ages. Strangers travel the harsh desert of her homeland just to gaze upon her, and bring gifts to earn her favour. All those who come wish to be the one to receive a royal kiss from the Princess’ own perfect lips.
Sun is kind and gracious, she will offer food, drink and shelter to those who travel to greet her, but never will she offer a kiss. Some will plead and beg, others bargain and bribe, but not a single soul is able to pry the much yearned kiss from the lips of the world’s most beautiful princess.
“It is a silly tradition,” Sun will tell her servants, “A kiss will not heal them of their weariness, a kiss will not fill their bellies or dry their parched mouths. I offer them something they should value far more for their efforts and still they remain stubborn for the touch of my flesh upon theirs. I refuse to take part in such a useless exchange.”
A palace guard risks his life for hers and is refused a kiss, but offered medicine and a life of ease in the palace. A magician saves her people from a frightful Monster of the Sand, she too is refused a kiss, and instead given gold and jewels and rare herbs for her potions. Princess Sun gives only what is deserved and what is needed, she gives generously, her people love her, her people respect her, and yet-
“The Sun is cold,” her people say. “I hear she has never loved, she has never embraced another, never even touched another. She is generous in spirit but she is cold of heart.”
They pity their princess, incapable of love, cursed to be forever alone without a soulmate to complete her. They mean well, but Sun loathes the whispers. She is not cursed, she is not incomplete, but she is lonely.
She is loved by all and befriended by none, those she meet want her kisses, they want her devotion, they want her to bear their children, they do not want her unless they can have her lips or her hand or her womb, all things Sun is unwilling to give.
“I do not understand,” she says to her servants, “I give them all that they need and they ask only for parts of my body. How can my body give them the pleasure of a soft bed, or a fine wine? What pleasures can my body give them that riches and jewels cannot buy? I do not understand.”
Her servants say nothing, they understand the pleasures of the body that Sun has never craved, but these are not things to be spoken of to a Princess.
Things change with the presence of a new visitor to the palace. His pale skin is wrinkled and sallow, face gaunt, eyes sunken and back bent, he appears simultaneously bloated and withered. The servants fetch Princess Sun immediately and she hastens to greet the ill foreigner.
“I have not long in this world to live,” he rasps. “Please, all I ask of you Princess is a kiss, a kiss from your own beautiful lips to ease my pain.”
“Nonsense,” says Sun. “You are not in need of a kiss, you are in need of medicine and herbs and rest. My servants will take you to a room of your own, you will have your own personal healer and food and drink delivered to your bed.”
The old man clutches his chest in pain, “But my lady! I have come all this way at the end of my life just to gaze upon you, and you will not even ferry me to the afterlife with the touch of your soft lips upon my cheek?”
Sun feels pity for the man, in his state she knows he may not last the night, but she cannot accept his request, he is ill and perhaps diseased, were she to kiss him she may become sick herself and she would not risk her own health for the sake of a simple useless gesture.
“I am sorry I cannot grant your request, but I can give you comfort, my most beautiful guest room and the finest foods you can eat. If my healers fail you and you pass into the afterlife this night, you will pass on in luxury.”
In the great arched entrance of the royal palace the hideous old beggar transforms. In his place there is a stunningly beautiful young man encased within a whirlwind of pure light, his hair is like spun gold and the blue of the sky dances in his eyes.
He points a slim, delicate finger encrusted in shimmering jewels at the stunned Princess.
“You believe your wealth to be of more worth to an old dying man than a simple gesture of love and warmth. The Sun of this kingdom truly is cold. You do not deserve the beauty you flaunt in the faces of all those who adore you, those you bring the hope of love and then snatch away in exchange for mere trinkets! You are a heartless beast!”
As the servants cower before this shining Sorcerer in his otherworldly beauty, Sun stands firm. A scowl on her lips and the flare of her namesake in her eyes, she is no helpless waif and she will not be intimidated.
“I offered you comfort and medicine!” Sun’s voice echoes through the halls of the palace. “I offered an old beggar the luxury of passing on in peace with the chance to live another day, a chance to keep his flame alight! Most paupers could only dream of such a way to pass! How dare you liken this gift to a mere ‘trinket’! Were I a princess of any other kingdom I would have granted you your precious kiss and left you on the street to DIE! And yet you call ME heartless?!”
The Sorcerer’s soft, pink lips pull up in a sneer. “I see you will not easily learn your lesson Cold Sun. It will take more than my words to prove to you the meaning of a tender loving touch to one in need.”
“Don’t preach false lessons to me Sorcerer,” Sun spits. “You come into my home a liar, here to steal my intimacy through trickery and now that you’ve failed you claim a higher morality to save your ego. I see right through you Sorcerer, you are no more than a selfish, deceitful, entitled BRAT.”
The Sorcerer’s face hardens in fury, his magic lashing out and twisting around Sun, grabbing at her with golden hands of light, fingers clawing and grasping until not even a strand of the Princess’ dark hair is visible under the blinding light of the strange magic.
“YOU HAVE MADE A GRAVE MISTAKE THIS DAY COLD SUN, FROM THIS MOMENT FORWARD YOU WILL REGRET EVERY KISS YOU NEVER GAVE, FOR NO HUMAN ON THIS EARTH WILL EVER LOOK UPON YOU WITH LOVE AGAIN. NEVER WILL YOUR KISSES BE COVETED, NEVER WILL YOUR HAND BE SOUGHT AFTER. YOUR BODY WILL REFLECT WHO YOU TRULY ARE INSIDE, A COLD, HEARTLESS BEAST.”
As the Sorcerer’s magic peels away, the palace guards and servants look on in horror as a creature unlike anything they have ever seen is revealed in the place of their beloved princess.
Knotted locks of dull, tangled hair covers her large, hulking body, standing on all fours her sharp claws dig into the marble floor as she shakes off the tattered remains of her fine clothing. A ragged tail cuts sharply through the air as Sun rears her head, flicking a matted black mane off of her beastly snout and ghastly twisted horns.
All that remains of the beautiful Princess are the sun kissed markings upon her deformed face, and the bright flecks of gold within the black beads of her monstrous eyes.
The twisted beastly lioness turns to face her servants as they run in terror, pointed ears twitching at the sound of the Sorcerer’s manic laughter. Before she can leap upon him he disappears, leaving in his wake an enormous pulsing heart of molten flame. It hovers in the centre of the palace hall, shifting shape and shooting off tendrils of fire with every beat.
A mocking voice echoes through the palace doors, “If you fail to find someone who will look upon your monstrous form and willingly place a kiss to your beastly snout before the heart grows cold, then, and only then, will my spell be broken. It is your turn to yearn for a tender touch that will never come.”
Sun roars. She roars in anger, she roars in despair, she roars in outrage at this unfair curse undeservingly placed upon her. She has no lesson to learn, she has done nothing but show kindness and generosity to all who graced her halls, and still it is not enough, it has NEVER been enough.
She refuses to be punished for the greed of the Sorcerer, she refuses to bow to his whim and search for one who will kiss her, she has never wanted such things and this new beastly form will not change that for her now.
If she is to be this way forever, so be it.
Her servants quickly abandon the palace, guards blockade the front gates to keep the monster inside. Sun knows that she could easily jump the outer walls but she thinks better of it, her people are terrified of her, her presence would insight only violence and panic among them. She stays inside the palace, wondering what to do next, she no longer has a village to run, no diplomats to meet, no treasury to organise, no future to plan for.
Sun cannot remember a time where she had so little to do, so she sleeps.
Her claws tear up the fine silken sheets and her heavy mass collapses the bed frame, but she hardly notices once she lays her great maned head down to slumber. Sun does not dream, the fate of her village and her people does not come to her mind, all of her stress and worries simply melt away, but she cannot sleep forever.
When she wakes and finds herself unable to grasp the calming nothingness of her deep slumber once again, she concedes to the waking world. Lifting herself upon her large legs she walks the palace grounds. She has not eaten yet she feels no hunger or thirst, and so cannot use such needs to distract her, boredom settles upon her quickly and Sun begins her search for entertainment. She avoids the palace entrance, and the large pulsing heart of fire within.
Word spreads through the village fast, “The Princess has become a beast!” they say, “Cursed by a Sorcerer, only a kiss will free her!”
The palace guards stay by the gates for days, they stay as the people flee to neighbouring villages, wishing to keep their children safe from the monster behind the palace walls. The beast makes no move to escape, but every so often the guards will hear the heavy footfalls of the creature shuffling through the gardens and they remain in place. Their princess would have wanted it.
As days pass the village degrades, most left the day the curse was laid, others followed slowly as resources dwindled and looted homes become empty of valuables. The guards are the last to leave, ensuring that no one has been left behind.
Sun wakes one morning to silence from outside the walls. In her boredom she had circled the grounds, listening to the guards chatting outside. She recognised most of them by voice, she had considered many of them friends after all, but her friendship had always been one-sided. She could speak freely to them, but they could never speak freely to her, it had always been that way. Sun will miss listening to them talk casually amongst themselves.
Years pass and the princess swiftly runs out of ways to keep herself occupied and the palace begins to fall apart with neglect, her library is useless to her when her claws tear apart any book she sets her paws on, the gardens become more and more overrun with weeds every day, the once beautiful golden sheen of the palace walls become dulled without regular cleaning. Floors begin to crack under Sun’s immense weight, many narrow doorways are destroyed when she tries to fit through them. Parts of the palace roof and walls degrade quickly from her daily climbs up to watch the sun rise and set over the dunes.
Though she does not require food Sun still eats from the overgrown trees and vines from her once impeccable garden and leaps over the walls to reach the large oasis that her servants would fetch water from to deliver to the castle so long ago. She had never visited the large lake herself before she was cursed, but she now does so regularly, as splashing through the water feels wonderful on her thick, dark fur.
With every year that passes, Sun forgets more and more of her human life as she falls into the nature of a beast, hunting rodents and small critters through the empty streets of the village, sharpening her claws on the remains of sandstone walls. Chasing and pouncing upon the surviving abandoned livestock for sport, eating only out of boredom than any real need for food, more interested in chewing on the bones left behind.
There is hardly a shred of Princess left in the beast that roams the neglected desert kingdom, and the Cold Sun lords over the grounds with eyes of pure gold and a heart that no longer feels.
Until the day comes when a stranger enters her palace.
She is small and weak, young and fragile. Damp from a dip in the oasis but the smell of unwashed clothes and many days of travel still cling to her skin. Sun stalks the malnourished waif through the ruined village, watching as she raids old stalls and homes in search of something. Food? Treasures? The girl’s search leads her to the palace, she climbs over loose stones through a break in the dilapidated wall and enters the great doors.
Sun, focused on the hunt, follows the girl, she forgets that she has not been inside the entrance hall in many many years, she forgets why she has been avoiding this place for so long, she forgets until she looks upon the great heart slowly pulsing in the centre of the room. Every beat sends a weak tongue of flame flickering through the cracks of the icy skin that has grown around it. Heat shimmers below the cold armour, splashing the walls with eerily beautiful patterns of light.
The Sorcerer, the curse, her Palace, her people. Sun is a princess, Sun is a leader, Sun is a woman who cares deeply and gives generously. Sun is not a beast, Sun is not cold like the heart before her. Sun is not cold. Sun is NOT cold.
“Sun is not cold.” her great, gravelly voice echoes through the chamber.
The ragged girl, entranced by the heart before her, quickly turns to find she is not alone. Sun can see the fear on her face, she can smell it in the air, it sickens her.
“Do not be afraid child.” Sun sits on her haunches, tail sweeping lazy across the grand marble floor. “I mean you no harm.”
“You are the Great Beast,” the girl says. “I believed you to be a story, a legend to frighten away thieves.”
“Are you a thief?” asks Sun.
“No! I am not here to steal treasures! I simply seek shelter from the harsh desert winds.”
The girl’s skin is rough, her eyes and lips are red, chapped and raw, but there is also hunger in her narrow emaciated face. Sun knows it was not merely the promise of shelter that brought her here.
“Did not the temptation of my lush gardens draw you in? Did you not hope to find food behind the palace walls?”
“I had no intention of theft Great Beast! I did hope to perhaps find food in your garden, but now I know this garden has not been abandoned, and so I will not take from it. Unless you would allow me? I have little to trade but I will give you everything I have for a night’s rest and a full belly.”
Sun thinks. She thinks of the curse and the girl and a trade. A kiss on her beastly snout for a night of rest and respite. The heart is close to frozen, she has little time left, it is a fair trade is it not?
Sun shakes her wild mane in disgust. Never in her life has she asked a price for food and comfort, she has given freely to all those in need who have graced her halls, she refuses to change now. Curse be damned. The Sorcerer’s magic heart can grow as cold as the lands of the far north for all she cares, for her own heart will always be warm as the desert sands, warm as the great celestial being she was named for.
Sun does not need a kiss to prove so.
“The palace and gardens are yours to roam at your leisure, the garden’s spoils and the water of the oasis are yours to gorge yourself on as you please. I need only look upon you to see that you have lived a life of poverty and pain, so know that for as long as you remain here, you will be cared for. I will give you all that you need, child.”
The girl’s face is clear with suspicion. “Do you intend to fatten me up to eat me?” she asks.
Sun laughs, a mighty roar of a laugh that sends the short, black hairs on the young girl’s neck standing straight. Her blazing eyes soften to a comforting dark brown, only subtle flecks of their previous gold shining through.
“Child, of food I have plenty. Of company, I have only you.”
The girl, though still weary of the beast, does not turn up her nose at the generous offer. She feasts upon the sweet fruits of the garden, returns to fill her water-skin at the oasis when it runs dry, and the Great Beast simply sits and watches, leaving her side only once to return with the leg of a large, hoofed animal for her dinner. The young girl sleeps in the most comfortable, luxurious bed she has ever laid eyes on that night, pleasantly surprised to find that she has not been eaten in the morning.
The girl does not leave the next day as planned, never has she been so comfortable and well fed, never has she had such a pick of fine, though dusty, clothes to wear, never has she had someone look over her with such generosity and care.
“If the Great Beast truly wishes to fatten me up and eat me,” she thinks to herself, “perhaps I won’t mind if it means living my last days like this.”
The girl does not merely spend days living alongside the Great Beast, she stays a much longer time. Every day she wakes fearing her generous host less and less, she passes time telling stories of her travels, the places she’s seen and the many languages she speaks. For a girl so young she has been through so much, and she is grateful to have a place to rest and feel safe.
“My name is Acacia.” the girl says one night as she lays against her friend’s great black hide, decorating her mane with tidy, twists and braids.
“You may call me Sun.” the beast says in return.
During daily visits to the lake they both romp and play in the water, splashing and roughhousing before drying off in the desert heat. Acacia helps Sun brush the clinging sand from her fur, and in return Sun will lick the sand from Acacia’s own short locks of hair.
Acacia spend the years teaching Sun the many songs and rhymes she has learned in all her languages, Sun teaches Acacia how to hunt and track and kill large prey. The two run together through the dunes, chasing the wind and challenging the sandstorms, for they know that no force on this earth can take them down when they ride together.
One day Acacia ask, “How is it that you became a beast? Stories tell of a curse, that you were changed for being cold of heart, but I can hardly believe such a lie about one so warm and loving.”
“Those who hold magic are not always deserving of their power,” says Sun. “The curse is what froze my heart dear Acacia. It is you who reminded me of it’s warmth again.”
“Is it true you can be saved with a kiss?” Acacia asks. “You have done so much for me, if a kiss is what is required to end your curse I will gladly give it.”
“Thank you my child,” says Sun as she bows her great head. “But I have no reason to return to my mortal form. My spirit has grown too large for the skin I once wore, and to accept a curse as a gift is a greater insult to a Sorcerer than playing his game and breaking it.”
Sun laughs to herself and nuzzles the young girl’s hair with her great snout, Acacia responds with a scratch behind her friend’s large ear, she does not ask about the curse again. The flames within the magical heart flutter with one last beat before finally succumbing to the icy cold of the Sorcerer’s spell.
Sun, enveloped by the warmth of Acacia’s love and friendship, does not even notice.
In time Sun knows her friend will grow old and pass away, but they have many many years to spend together before such a tragedy befalls her, and in that time Sun hopes that others will come to the old palace, others who may be seeking food and shelter. They will find all that they need here in this forgotten desert village, as they always have and always will, because despite what all the stories say;
The desert Sun was never Cold.
oh my god this is so long I’m so sorry but the tumblr app dOESN’T LET YOU USE READ MORES AND I WROTE IT ON MY IPAD AAAA
*cough* so here’s my spin on aromantic, asexual Beauty and the Beast, take care to notice my own aro ace ass projected literally everywhere and also my love for giant monsters mothering tiny humans, also changed the working title from The Cold Sun because The Desert Sun was Never Cold resonated stronger with me 😎👌✨
SOME VISUAL NOTES:
Sun’s looks are loosely based on Canadian model Winnie Harlow, (vitiligo yo it’s gorgeous) the setting is loosely based in North Africa, you can basically assume everyone but nobody’s-favourite-blue-eyed-blond-haired-asshole-Sorcerer are POC
Sun’s beast form is like a huge mix between a lion and a Tibetan Mastiff and I want to cuddle her SO MUCH and Acacia you will be braiding that mane all fucking day if you aren’t careful there is a lot of hair to work with and Sun will just sit there and let you do it
man but yeah, I wanted this story to highlight the importance of not assuming asexual people are unfeeling robots, and how we need love and attention just as much as any other person, we just don’t need the sexual and/or romantic kind of love and attention, and that doesn’t make us cold or selfish and ngl we are all secretly giant lions on the inside don’t tell anyone
After Selena left, Justin met a few lucky fans in Toronto, and when I say “lucky” I mean THE LUCKIEST MOTHERFUCKERS IN THE WORLD because they got to hear Unfamiliar, of of the three hundreds Jelena duets we will never (probably) hear.
*insert ugly crying here*
BUUUUUUUUUUUUUT no more Jelena that month.
VERY VERY VERY RANDOMLY, Selena flies to Miami and goes to the studio with Justin and Madisooooooon.
WAIT WHAT? WE GOT CANDIDS? YES WE DIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIID.
A few days later, they fly back to LA and they attend Coachella Festival. PLS.
no HQ’s but let’s enjoy the LQ’s. :-)
No more Jelena, again. Or nah?
Well, whatever it was, Justin posted a random throwback picture with Sel and the littles *cries*.
June: Selena diseappeared from earth’s face for a few days, and we all guessed she was in Canada with JB because of a tweet of a family friend. AND.WE.WERE.RIGHT.
He posted a super sweet selfie with one of the most emotional captions ever.
“Our love is unconditional” then deletes this.
THESE TWO WILL KILL ME.
After this, they were seen at the movies, at a restaurant and more. Looks like our Jelena is back for good, huh?
He also posts 2 selfies on Shots
Theeeeeen, they went at the zoo with his grandparents.
“Kamui!” Right fist rested against the door, Cyrus glanced upwards and blew a soft sigh. “Kamui, wake up!” Knock knock! Again he knocked the door, only to have silence as its continuous response.
A second or two basically lingered along with his breath being the only sound.
“Not again…” Right fist opened until his palm slid against the smooth wood, Cyrus lazily reached for the doorknob and turned it. “And of course she wouldn’t lock it.” A small smile curled the corner of his mouth. “How stupid of me.” Head shaking left and right, the cavalier slowly opened the door and stepped one foot inside the room.
“Kamui?” Cautious marked his every step, Cyrus peeked inside and glanced around the room. “I’m coming in-” Lips hanged agape once he saw her – still lying on the bed, sleeping and snoozing away.
NOW SHE’S INTO VIDEOS, BUT STILL MANIPULATING FACTS - 2nd PART
Finally you can read the second part of this story. Sorry for the delay. I don’t spend 24/7 on my blog like others do…
I wanna let you know that I’m thinking about doing a video about this post, just like Angela did. I think it’s kinda fair, right? hahaha!
Quick sum up:
Angela uploaded a video about how bad person is Selena and all the bad things that she did to Justin. BUT she manipulated almost everything and here I am, showing y'all her manipulations with LEGIT proofs.
If you already read the first part, then you can’t miss this!
Let’s remember how I finished the first part:
She first posted this story on her blog time ago. Now she took it back for her video. And I’m still freaking out because she shared the link of the interview on her blog. So anyone who clicks there, can see that Angela LIED and MANIPULATED what Selena said. That’s not smart at all.
Angela says that Selena talked about Justin using the name of her dog Baylor. You know, an undercover way to talk about him but without saying Justin’s name. And following this, Angela shows some gifs from the interview.
Well, let me show you Angela’s manipulation.
The part of “Do you love me?” isn’t manipulated. But the rest of the interview… ha! Let’s analize Angela’s manipulation:
Interviewer:Do you wanna take a stab into those rumors about you and your dog Baylor? Is everything okay between you and Baylor?
Selena:I think he’s very much happier with other dogs and then he’s with me. He’s enjoying being with another 5. He’s a little bit like a pest, he likes to pick on everybody. He’s a big fan of butts, females.
Oh Angela, Angela. Why do you keep doing this? Now let’s see the REAL interview. Let’s see Selena’s REAL words. I’m going to write what she said but you can click here if you wanna watch the video of the interview :)
Here you have the interview word by word:
Interviewer:Your relationship with your dog Baylor, how has that changed since you’ve been on tour. Do you wanna take a stab into those rumors that have been up that there’s issues with you and your dog Baylor? Now you are on tour, you can’t walk him or play with him as much as… is everything okay with you and Baylor?
Selena:Yes. I think he’s… he’s very much happier with other dogs than he is with me, so… he’s enjoying being with the other five that we have at home and… he’s the baby of the group. So, he’s a little bit of a pest, he likes to pick on everybody and he’s a big fan of the butts of females. He likes that, a lot.
Interviewer: [I don’t get what else he says, but something related to Baylor not being with Selena during her tour. If someone can tell me what he said, I will appreciate it].
Selena:I know. He’s too big. And like I said, he kind can be a bit like a pest.
Even if you don’t read it, you can see that it’s pretty much longer than what Angela showed on her blog. So just looking at it you can tell that she manipulated it.
If you have read the interview then you can see that the bold parts are the most important ones of the interview. Because those words tell us that Selena ISN’T TALKING ABOUT JUSTIN. She’s talking about her dog, about Baylor.
If she was talking about Justin, why would she say something like “he’s enjoying being with the other five that we have at home” or “he’s the baby of the group”?
Does Selena have 5 “Justins” at his home? And all those 5 “Justins” are older than Justin Bieber?
C'mon! And she didn’t even mention the last part, when Selena says that she can’t bring Baylor with her during the tour because he’s too big. What? If Selena is talking about Justin does that mean that Justin is too big so he can’t be on tour with Selena?
What the hell? Girl, stop with your manipulations. You are embarrassing yourself. You are treating your “readers” as stupid people for believing your lies. STOP! Go and find something good to do with your sad life. Because it has to be sad to spend 24/7 on a blog full of hate and lies. smh…
Now let’s talk again about Angela’s “logic”. About how everything she says make sense.
The video continues with these words:
She’s talking about this interview:
“She goes on GMA and of course they ask about him because that’s who she’s known for”
Of course everyone wants to know what’s going on with Jelena. But they didn’t ask her about Justin because thats who she’s known for as you said. Tell your mind to remember that interviewers has asked Justin about Selena too. Does that mean that Justin is basically known for his relationship with Selena?
Your words make no sense.
The interviewer says that Jelena has been on the spotlight 24/7 and now that they broke up, is going to be hard to ignore it. And he also asks her how does they manage to keep a friendship even after the break up. Then Selena says:
“That’s because he and I have had such a history together, and I will always care about him and protect him if anybody tries to be mean.”
Angela claims that now she’s being so nice with Justin because of the Stars Dance’s release. Please, someone tell her that when Selena said “that makes two of us” (I talk about this on the 1st part), she was promoting the Spring Breakers’ release. Why didn’t she say the same on David Letterman if she was promoting something? Why didn’t she say something absolutely nice about Justin?
Your words make no sense 2.0 hahaha!
Let’s do a little “Jelena Throwback” here.
If you remember, Selena went to Norway for Justin’s concert during his Believe Tour. Someone took a pic of her at the airport and later people saw them together. And if there was any doubt, Justin posted a picture of they both on Instagram. I will talk about the “eventually has him post a photo of them” later. Let’s focus on “the week of Come & Get It’s release, Selena is seen flying halfway across the globe to see Justin in Norway (in April)”.
Look Angela, before to say these things check Wikipedia. It’s not that hard. If you go to the Come & Get It article, you will see that it was released on April 6, 2013. Selena went to Norway on April 18, 2013. Yes, it was in April… but it wasn’t the same week of its release. It was a couple weeks later.
Why would she have waited so much time to go with Justin if she wanted to promote her single? Why didn’t she go a couple days before its release or during the same week, as you claimed? Yet Selena went to Norway 2 weeks after the Come & Get It’s release…
Your words make no sense part 3.
Right after those words, she shows a couple pictures. I’m pretty sure the second one is really familiar to y'all ↓
So Angela says that they were spotted together because of the Stars Dance’s release. And Justin posted on his Instagram this picture of they both to promote Selena’s album. But let’s remember the caption:
I didn’t know that Selena has a song named “Heartbreaker” on her Stars Dance album. Did someone know it? Was I the only one who didn’t have any idea about it?
Dear Angela, this is closer to be Jelena promoting Justin’s single instead of Jelena promoting Selena’s album.
Should I say it again? Yes, I should ↓
Your words MAKE NO SENSE part 4.
If you have been reading my posts, you can notice that I didn’t talk so much about Angela’s obsession with Selena doing drugs. There is a personal reason behind it which I never mentioned and I don’t want to mention right now. I’m just going to say that the only ones who claimed that Selena went to rehab because of the drugs are gossip tabloids, and Angela. Guess what they all have in common… yeah! You are right. Their favorite hobby is to lie and/or believe rumors without legit proofs.
On this point I will talk about 2 things. The first one is this Behaving Badly thing.
I already said this back when it happened, but I can say it once again. On March 1st, someone released a “trailer” of the Behaving Badly movie. I think it was like an unofficial trailer. But ladies and gentlemen, IT WAS LEAKED! And yep, it was confirmed.
So the fact that Justin posted the “most elegant princess in the world” picture of Selena a couple days later (and not a day later as Angela claimed. I told you several times that she doesn’t even check these simple things), has nothing to do with the movie. Because actually the trailer WASN’T released yet.
Seeing that this “unofficial trailer” was leaked, the producers decided to release the OFFICIAL one on March 22nd.
Once we cleared it up, let’s talk about the second thing. Something that I already mentioned before…
“Reminder: Justin gets told what to post by her. It’s all business, children. However, he doesn’t know that”.
Please! Please! Please! Y'all know that the only “names” I called her are immature, liar, manipulator and hater (while she called me such beautiful words as bitch, dipshit, imbecile, stupid, useless rat, moron and more). I need to say this. I really need it. Please, forgive me for what you are going to read but I have to…
I thought that Angela was ignorant, now I think that Angela is one of the most ignorants persons I have ever seen.
This girl says that she knows a lot of this industry, a lot of this business. Her words show me that she doesn’t know a shit about what she says. Justin has been on the music industry for years. YEARS. “He doesn’t know that”. What in the world girl? She knows more than you and even more than me.
And with your words, you are basically saying that our idol is a stupid guy easy to manipulate. Someone who doesn’t have his own personality. Someone weak.
And you are a Belieber? HA! The worst Belieber out there, maybe. And I’m ashamed of all the other Beliebers that believe your crazy words. Your nonsense shit.
Justin is smart. Justin knows what he’s doing. Justin is strong. Justin won’t let anyone to manipulate him as you claim Selena does.
I can’t handle fake Beliebers as you, Angela. Seriously, I can’t.
A lot of people think that I started this blog because I’m Selenator or Jelenator. I’m tired of repeating that I’m not Selena’s fan and I don’t like Jelena but I respect it.
And as I said all the times before, I knew about Angela’s blog since she started. But I ignored her. Once I saw that a lot of people were believing her lies and she even involved Justin on her shit (because I’m a Belieber and I’m proud of it), I decided to expose her lies. But it wasn’t till I saw that she was treating Justin as a stupid and weak boy without self personality. What kind of Belieber would do that? Just a fake one.
How to see Angela’s lies?
Go to WIKIPEDIA and check it out:
Not only she sold an arena of 6K, she also sold out an arena of 73,397!!
Angela, Angela, Angela = Lies, Lies, Lies
[+ pictures of Justin and Selena in Coachella]
Once again you just need to check Wikipedia to see Angela’s lies:
The first release of Behaving Badly was on July 1st, not April.
Can you see now why no one should believe what Angela says? She doesn’t even try to find out if what she’s going to say can be easily proven wrong or not.
Angela who? Angela the liar.
Uhm… excuse me? At this point I seriously think that she doesn’t know what Wikipedia is.
She shows a screenshot of a gossip site saying that Selena will release a Greatest Hits Album (gossip site… ha!). Selena never said so, and anyway those were RUMORS. It wasn’t till October 17th, when Universal Music Group confirmed it (and not Selena).
Shame, shame, shame, on you♫
Oh my God Angela… I’m not going to deny that they didn’t hire a photographer, basically because I have no idea. Just like you. But it’s not illegal to take pictures of a private property. The illegal thing is to trespass it. Papz take pics of celebs’ houses all the time. And their houses are private properties. But to help y'all to understand my point, let’s see these pics:
I think it’s enough, right?
Let’s take something back… You words make no sense part 5! :)
Just before this, Angela said that the middle pictures are from August. Now she says that those pics are from September. 404 LOGIC NOT FOUND hahah! Sorry, it came to my mind.
BUT here you have the funny thing. Once again, I had to take a screenshot from WIKIPEDIA:
“Then in september, right before the release for her album and single”
In september they released Selena’s single and album, sure…
I guess the ones who believe Angela are feeling too ashamed right now. And surely Angela too. I mean… it’s wikipedia. It’s not that hard to check it out. And she’s the one who accused me to share only opinions while she shows facts. Facts?! Sure thing girl.
The second thing I hate the most after the lies and liars, are people with double standards. Should I remind you that Journals is 90% about Selena? Should I remind you that there are more than 1 song about Selena on Believe? Should I remind you about the song “Nothing Like Us”? Justin never hided the fact that these songs were about Selena and interviewers asked him about it, just like they are doing with Selena. Stop The Double Standards!
As a proud Belieber who has been following Justin’s career step by step, I must admit that he became so famous thanks to Selena and Jelena. Of course Selena had benefits of that relationship, but Justin too. In January 2011 he didn’t even have 7M followers on Twitter. During his 2011-2012 phase, aka Jelena, he won more than 30M followers. That’s why I think it’s unfair to accuse Selena of getting attention thanks to Justin’s name when Justin got attention thanks to Selena’s name too. Unforunately since they broke up, Justin has only been known thanks to drugs, hoes, parties, conflicts with cops, fights, hanging out with different girls and his on and off relationship with Selena. I honestly hope to see how everything changes this next year. I hope to see how everyone knows Justin’s name not only because of the drama, basically because of his new music.
Those who can’t believe that a friendship between a guy and a girl can exist, need to open their eyes. As you know, because I’ve said it a lot of times, I have a boyfriend. We have been dating for more than 4 years. That doesn’t mean that I can’t hug my male friends. That doesn’t mean that I can’t take their hand.
I even remember once while we were working at the front desk of our hotel, that I was with my boyfriend and one of our workmates who’s a really good friend. I was hugging our friend and he called me “princess” (because that’s how he calls me). Then one of the guests came and asked if we were dating. My boyfriend looked at him and said that he was my boyfriend, not our workmate. And he also told him that a guy and a girl can be friends. I felt bad for the guest, he was too ashamed hahaha!
Even recently we went to a club with our workmates including our boss. My boyfriend went outside to smoke and I stayed inside talking, dancing and singing with my boss and a girl friend. Then we decided to go outside to find the others, and a couple guys asked us if we were going to do a threesome with him, with our boss. And I guess that this random guy thought so because my boss was hugging me all the time while joking around with her.
If these persons have never had a friend from the opposite sex is not my problem. We, the ones who have friends from the opposite sex, see it as something normal (at least I do). My boyfriend doesn’t care to see how our workmate calls me princess and he even laughed when I told him that a guy thought I was about to do a threesome with our boss. And we are still together. 4 years and counting ;)
So what you said dear Angela, is just bullshit. I feel sorry for you if you think so. A guy and a girl can hug each other and that doesn’t mean that there is something romantic going on. If you don’t have male friends to see it by yourself, it’s not Selena’s fault.
It’s hilarious to see that she wrote this when I exposed her whole video hahaha! With no doubt Angela’s biggest lie is: “We have sources”.
Thank you so much for reading it. I hope you enjoyed this post. It is like a “goodbye post” to be honest. From now, during my free time I’m gonna focus on other projects that some people suggested me. That doesn’t mean I’m not going to expose Angela again. That just means that I wanna take another break from it. I don’t like negativity, and Angela comes with a lot.
fiz essas bios tem um tempo ja, elas estavam no meu outro tumblr, icons-cuspiveis, só que eu tive que bloquear ele por motivos de plagio(se quiser a senha me peça na ask fora do anônimo), enfim, to repostando, para as beliba sofredora como eu, se usar da like aqui ou créditos para @chrisbVEVO
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