Please, Lindsay Lohan, for all our sakes: cut it out.
We've had enough of you and Samantha Ronson. We've had enough of your loud public fights and extravagant spending spree make-ups. We've had enough of your breakups and we've had enough of your tattoos. We've had enough of your flip-flopping back and forth on your relationship status every other week. And above all, we've had enough of you Tweeting and Facebooking about it all. Facebook Manners And You
Really, who does this? Are you even an adult?
Oh, yeah. That's right. You just turned twenty-three (twelve and a half in Hollywood years), so no.
Thus, we shouldn't be especially surprised that you publicly celebrated your birthday with ex/sex/next-girlfriend Ronson and that the two of you chose to exchange grammatically incorrect Twitter messages about it for the whole world to be grossed out by (lest you forget, your response to Ronson's affectionate birthday wishes was: "Awww thanks baybee lol"). Twitter Flirting Rules
Did you enjoy your birthday lunch at Tra Di Noi in Malibu? Did you wear those ripped jeans with the hopes that Ronson would reach under the table and stroke your naked now 23-year-old knee? Did the two of you make a date for a future lunch (behind closed doors, perhaps)? And afterwards will you be breaking into her house and yelling at her in a drunken coke-induced fit? Lindsay Lohan And Samantha Ronson Back Together?
Please, Lindsay. Say the answer is no. We don't ask a lot of you. We don't even question why your movie career sucks or whatever happened to your line of high-fashion leggings. But we're begging you. Please cut this crap out with Ronson. It's getting to be more tiresome than your orange spray-on tan.
Scoop courtesy of the Mail Online.
Photo courtesy of Bauer Griffin.