Megan Fox isn’t afraid to go under the knife (plastic surgery before and after here), and she’s not afraid to use one to hack at her arm, either. She told Rolling Stone

“Yeah, [I used to cut myself]. But I would never call myself a cutter. Girls go through different phases when they’re growing up, when they’re miserable and do different things, whether it’s an eating disorder or they dabble in cutting.

I’m really insecure. I never think I’m worthy of anything… I have a sick feeling of being mocked all the time. I have a lot of self-loathing. I am very vulnerable.”

Jesus jumped up Christ. What the hell is up with all these girls cutting themselves here lately? In my day, we didn’t saw at our wrists with steak knifes to ease the pain of insecurity and self-loathing — we gave blowjobs on the back of the bus and did anal under the bleachers like any respectable high school sophomore would do. Frankly, I’m a little disgusted with all this emo “hurting on the outside like I hurt on the inside” shit. A penis can do the same job, but without any of the ugly physical scars. Emotional scars are practically impossible to see!

Showing off her legs after a “Jennifer’s Body” press conference last month:

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.