Less than a year after the pictures of Disney star Demi Lovato with a bunch of cut marks on her wrist made the rounds on the interwebs, new photos of the 16-year-old leaving MTV studios in New York with an wrist full of slashes have surfaced. Star Magazine says
Disney darling Demi Lovato is showing disturbing new signs of cutting — there now appear to be at least five nasty-looking slashes, where previously there were only a few.
“Demi has been really stressed out about her new show, Sonny with a Chance,” a source tells Star. “She’s not getting enough downtime because there is so much work involved, and she’s always being pulled in different directions. Cutting is how she can let go of the stress that has built up inside — when she cuts herself, it’s a way to cope.”
Statistics indicate that for every cut mark on a chick, you’re chances of getting anal increase 36%. By my calculations, “Backdoor Bandits” just found its new headliner.
It looks like Trace Cyrus, Miley Cyrus’ unfortunate-looking brother, got thrown in the inbred end of the gene pool, but apparently that does it for some girls, like saccharine sweet Disney trick-turner Demi Lovato. NineMSN claims the two are a couple:
Miley Cyrus’s rocker brother Trace certainly does have a weakness for his sister’s Disney pals. First he declared his love for Vanessa Hudgens, claiming he was way hotter than her squeaky clean boyfriend Zac Efron, and now he’s fallen for Disney darling Demi Lovato… and she’s fallen for him!
The unlikely couple have made it all public via some flirty messages on Twitter.
“@ddlovato you don’t realize how excited I am! My tour manger is bookin my flight now! Your all I’ve thought about ever since I left town. <3″ Trace wrote to Demi.
To which Demi responded: “@tracecyrus soon! I’m so excited!!!! <3″
And just to make things super-official, this morning Miley Cyrus Twittered her blessing for the new couple! “I miss @tracecyrus he is the best big brudder ever!!! I reallllyyyy realllyy miss @ddlovato! These 2 are the best! Couldn’t live without em!”
Well now, doesn’t that just make you want to barf rainbows? No, seriously. I was eating Fruity Pebbles when I read that twatriffic piece of drivel and it all came back up. I think Trace’s soft pink nipples are going to haunt my dreams.
With his band Metro Station at TRL MTV in Milan, Italy.
Demi Lovato (who is totally a cutter) just refuses to quit it with these goddamn ridiculous sunglasses. I thought I was pretty clear the last time we talked about these neon plastic pieces of shit, but apparently I was gravely mistaken, because Miss Lovato has seriously stepped up her aggressive game of retro fug with whitewashed, ripped-at-the-knees skinny jeans and a lace vest. Where the hell does she shop for clothes? 1989? I can only hope Miss Lovato is fucking with us, because there are only two other options. Option A is that she’s just returned from an excellent adventure with Bill & Ted, and Option B is that she’s gone full retard.
Everybody knows you never go full retard:
Demi Lovato, fucking with us in her costume as a Def Leppard groupie:
Hey guys, it’s Sarah today. Abby’s having minor surgery to give her x-ray vision, but it’s an outpatient procedure and she’ll be back tomorrow.
In other news, Demi Lovato (who is totally a cutter) was at BBC Radio 1 in London for reasons that I can’t be bothered to suss out, and she wore these jackassy sunglasses. Now, I know the 80s are supposed to be back and all, but I think maybe Demi should keep in mind that I was in elementary school in the late 80s and I wore ridiculous shit like this and I still looked like a fool. And I was ten. And it actually WAS the 80s. I know Demi Lovato LOOKS ten years old, but she’s actually something like fourteen and a half or whatever, which seems plenty old enough to understand that it is absolutely, positively no longer the 80s. “Saved by the Bell” isn’t on the air anymore and Tiffany stopped doing mall tours like 20 years ago. There is literally no excuse for green plastic sunglasses, little girl, so take them off right now and go stand in the corner and think about what you’ve done.
Disney starlet Demi Lovato might be closer to rehab and sex-tape-dom than you think — at the tender age of sixteen, she’s already cutting herself. Pictures of Lovato sporting a wristful of vertical purple lines were all over the internet today. The NY Daily News says
[There is] speculation that the up-and-coming “Camp Rock” star was into self-harming. The “evidence”? Lovato, 16, accidentally flashed several angry red marks on her inner wrist during Miley Cyrus’ Disneyland birthday bash back in October.
“The allegations [of self-harming] are completely false,” says the singer’s rep, Lillian Matulic.
Demi, she points out, was wearing several oh-so-hip tight plastic bracelets earlier that day which “left indentations on her wrist.”
I might buy the rep's story if the front of Demi’s wrist were similarly indented. But as you can plainly see, the front of her wrist is completely smooth and unmarked. And since November, she’s never been spotted without a conspicuous wristload of bracelets to cover the marks, including at her performance at the Wiltern Theatre this past Tuesday. Put a little cocaine in her pocket and pin her ankles behind her ears and you’d almost swear this was Lindsay Lohan. You know, except for the smell and the milky discharge.
Demi Lovato is new Disney puke (along with BFF Selena Gomez) that’s being preened as a replacement for Miley Cyrus when the inevitable cocaine/sex tape surfaces. Demi is finally making it big, even opening for the Jonas Brothers Sunday night, her youthful exuberance evident as she skips and dashes and wipes the fuck out on the stage. Nine MSN says
It’s every pop star’s worst fear: falling over in the middle of a concert in front of thousands of screaming fans. The nightmare became a reality for Disney starlet Demi Lovato, who went head over heels (and not in a good way) while performing at a concert with the Jonas Brothers on Sunday night.
The 16-year-old singer rushes out on stage to greet a massive crowd and falls so hard she needs the help of two stagehands to help her up. Embarrassing!
Sorry, but that’s funny. The only way it could be any funnier is if she somehow wound up head first in a drum set being played by a Mexican in a bee costume who made that “whah whah whah” noise, shrugged his shoulders and said directly into the camera, “Ay yai yai, no me gusta!” And then the camera could zoom back and forth really fast on a busty woman in a rhinestone bra doing the shimmy. Ah, Univision. You never disappoint!
