#bitches please

As people noted yesterday, Sam made sure to cite that his pics at the Four Seasons Hotel on the island of Nevis were an ad/advertisement...meaning he was gifted the stay and in turn is helping to promote the location. Perks of being a celebrity. 👆

As for the chatter yesterday as to WHAT was sitting inside the beach umbrella...some people thought it was a purse and sunglasses hidden up there. I wasn't of that opinion btw...today, it's clear it's simply the umbrella cord pulley system. It's hidden like that so that the cords that pull the heavy umbrella up and down don't hang down on guests. 👇

But WHO CARES ABOUT THAT, when we have Mr. Sunkissed Golden Deliciousness in all his Samshiny Scottishness looking like THIS! 👇Priorities, people, priorities hahaha. My what big feet you have, Mr. Heughan. 😊

That's why I laugh and laugh when the hater trolls send me Anons frothing about how "Sam is old, the young girls don't want him anymore." Bitches, please, are you BLIND? C'mon now, just LOOK at him. I'd start licking my way from southern Scotland all the way up to the Highlands, with a LONG detour in the middle. Just sayin'...

PS. For the inevitable "I thought Tobias was your man!" He IS. But we have an open relationship. And sometimes I'm craving something Scottish. 🤷‍♀️😛 It's all good.

If/When Sprina gets into their little cheating era, I better not see A SINGLE PERSON harp on Trina for getting with Spencer.

Y’all were literally pushing her towards a dry-ass, basic-ass brownie cop that she literally has NO connection with just because he wasn’t Spencer. And even after finding out that Trina does have feelings for Spencer, you’re still pushing the poor girl in Bory’s direction and for what? So she can get more soda?

Point is, when Trina and Spencer start their smooching and horizontal tango-ing, everybody better keep their mouths shut and let my girl get it in with the MAN she ACTUALLY wants. 

on this blog i criticize nesta, i hate nesta, this is a nesta hate page and i will continue to let my feelings out. (and elain too)

you have no right to tell me i cant do this or that on my page. you have no right to tell me i cant write about my feelings on nesta.

if it hurts your tiny little heart when i shit on nesta, oop, not my problem. scroll or block me.