A Sacred Truth

It is 1 am on a Thursday in the middle of my summer vacation and I am here, updating a blog that I wobble in and out caring for. Luckily for anyone bothering to read this I have returned with a renewed sense of reality and a slightly better taste in music. I've decided to be honest with this blog seeing as how no one I know will ever be reading it and with that honesty I would like to begin with something I have only shared with a few privileged friends; My list. The list of which I speak is an account of intense celebrity crushes I have had sense the age of ten. I should have warned you not to get your hopes up. Yes, I'm afraid I am no better than any other 17 year old girl, sorry to disappoint but, then again, I didn't promise you anything. The first on my list is Pete Wentz. Yes he's the guy that was married to Ashley Simpson and is a member of Fall Out Boy (and yes, I have posters). I don't remember exactly how old I was when I had this crush but I hadn't hit puberty yet which should tell you right away that I like older men. I spent an undocumented amount of months in the honeymoon phase of this infatuation, then came the shame, the period of time when one feels like a stupid fan girl and dwells in self loathing until the curse is lifted and you move on to the next one. For me, that was my long time favorite actor; Johnny Depp.

Alright, so this one is cliche, but forgive me, I was still very young. This was more of a genuine appreciation for his work than a crush but I'm going to count it just for the sake of complete honesty, I mean I can't say he's not attractive, no one likes a lier. After that it gets a bit fuzzy, mine you this list has about 15 names on it and the order may be off just a tad. However, I'm almost positive the next was Gaspard Ulliel.

This man is French, I found him in a movie called : Hannibal Rising, playing a young Hannibal Lector. Such movies never fail to attract my attention, Frailty, Hannibal, Silence of the Lambs, that movie made about the life of Ed Gein, very interesting stuff ( I want to be a psychologist you see). Anyway Gaspard Ulliel is a very handsome man and if you've never seen him I highly suggest you look up a photo or two, your eyes will thank you. Next, I have to say was Garrett Hedlund.

Four Brothers is the movie in which I discovered him. If you haven't noticed the pattern, It's that I like short hair and especially on good-looking men. I don't remember how long this one lasted but It did include a VIVID dream involving sweat and breath-taking love moans. (I'm sorry, but I just have to laugh at that!) Next there was Ryan Reynolds.

I'm not sure what opened my eyes to Mr. Reynolds but I am sure as hell glad they were. I think there was something about his angry face in Amityville Horror that made me realize how attracted I could be to a complete psycho. I must have seen that movie about twenty times, nightmares be damned! Then: Andrew Lawrence.

It was very early in the morning and the only thing worth watching on television was a Disney movie starring none other than Andrew Lawrence. This was a sweet attraction, after all, how dirty can something that originated on Disney channel be? After that, Tom Cruise.

I think I had just seen Interview With The Vampire for the hundredth time in my life and finally realized why I kept coming back (besides the fact that it's a wonderful movie). Do you see the short-hair trend? Anyway, like the Johnny Depp crush there was a lot of respect held in my flame for Tom Cruise, you didn't think I was totally without moral did you? Then there was Drew Fuller.

For all my fellow Charmed fans he played Chris. I've always enjoyed that show but for some reason the seasons involving Chris were just a little bit more interesting to me. After I realized why I was involved in a strong addiction to the show for reasons I'm sure I don't have to clarify. After that was a short-lived but very intense attraction to Matthew Mcconaughey.

Come on, do I REALLY have to explain this one? We all know he's gorgeous! Then there was Daniel Flaherty.

This one was from a little MTV series named: SKINS. It wasn't received well with any adults
I know, my younger class men seemed to love it and kids my age were pretty neutral. However, I wasn't so busy being neutral that I didn't watch every episode and live out an affection for one of the main actors. Then (and this one if forever): David Morse.

It was the Green Mile! Would you have guessed that? The Green Mile made me wildly attracted to this man and every time I see that movie those feelings come back I honestly can't help it. This next crush was a two-for-one ( which may offend them but hey, I'm just some girl) : Jensen Ackles and Jared Padalecki.

I say this was a two-for-one simply because I couldn't pick which one I liked more than the other or which one I liked first so I kind of just....double dipped (alright that sounds gross) I was becoming very interested in the television series Supernatural and well...yeah accidents happen. Next was: Zak Bagans.

Okay, check this one out; my sister got me interested in a show called Ghost Adventures and the host of the show is a man by the name of Zak Bagans. I got very interested in the show for both the ghosts and the host himself. It was a month or two full of scary stories and late nights spent awake watching re-run after re-run of the show until FINALLY I was free! However, (and if you can't guess what's coming next it's a wonder you're still here because you clearly cannot read) there came another crush, one which as of yesterday, I am out of. The man's name is Misha Collins and he his not the Anti Christ.

Bringing it back to Supernatural with this one. Mr.Collins plays an angel in the show and just recently I realized how morally complicating a silly little crush can make things. Besides the hours spent watching Supernatural online in order to fulfill my hunger I actually (now, I am a little ashamed of this one) joined Twitter just to follow him (OH GOD! DX ), please forgive me.

Anyways, there it is, a sacred truth, something I have never gone into so much detail about in my entire 17 years of life. It is 2 am on a Thursday in the middle of my summer, and I have spent an hour confessing a lifetime of sinful lust. And to think...no one will even care.