Say what you will about the undead: their soundtrack at least had some variety going for it.
Now it is just Justin all the time, time, time, time, time. Eternity is so last week.
Who knew we would begin to miss the brooding, pasty-faced guy who could smell our hair from across the cafeteria? Unlike Edward Cullen, this Bieber guy is starting to get old.
When she begins to replay his appearance on Saturday Night Live for the hundredth time, I'm like baby, baby, baby, noo.
from the obsession archives: What to Expect: The Vampire Years