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There’s not doubt that a war is brewing between these two. We all know how experienced R is when it comes to taking what she wants /especially/ her boy toys and, judging from the tips we’ve been getting about her and Z, what she wants now is him. M, however, looks anything but innocent. It might just be the optimist in me talking, but I’m hoping she has some tricks up her sleeve. I see right through your act, blondie, and I can't wait to see who loses and goes home with her tail between her legs.

Thanks for stating the obvious. Isn't that what Olivia does? Breaking hot boys' hearts left and right? Not to mention we all know her and Thomas aren't over. Actually scratch that everyone knows but Henry, Thomas and Olivia.

Oh, Thomas. We had such high hopes for you. I remember a time when you had about 20 slutty prospects (including an actual prostitute) and everything going for you. Now you're everyone's best friend and that's just not doing it for me. What happened to manwhore Thomas Sparks? Please do something interesting before we all lose interest.

We haven’t even gotten past R’s wedding and this already? Looks like Manhattan’s golden couple is about to tie the knot. Or not. Speaking of R, it seems like she was spotted ring shopping on the same day. In the same store. Didn’t J and R have a thing once upon a time? It sure looks like it judging by the emotional heart to heart they had next to the ugliest ring selection I have ever seen. Were they just saying their final goodbyes or is there more to this encounter?

Oh, S, eternally indecisive. I don’t know what Lonely Boy was thinking in the first place when he got with her, it’s so beyond clear he can’t handle her. My bet is on our former It Girl, obviously. She’s been spiralling out of control and it’s only a matter of time before she hits rock bottom. Rock bottom being a sleezy motel room with a sleezy random guy she picked up at a bar. My advice? Get out while your heart is still in one piece, Humphrey.

If my last blast served as a reminder to go out and buy a wedding gift for the unlikely couple, you might consider sending me some thanks in the form of a tip or two. In the meantime, I can sleuth around the city on my own and let you in on a few things I've learned about returning faces like myself.

While my new and improved reappearance may have inspired unwarranted fear or anger, I've seemed to capture someone's interest and eye. Though my research indicates that Isaac Ellington is not new to the New York scene, he has managed to fly under almost everyone's radar... Until Nate Archibald added him to The Spectator team. With an Ivy League degree, this kid is smart. And with our shared interest in the written word, we already have something in common.

I hear he's even thinking about writing a little bit about me. If you're not going to send me tips, Isaac, maybe you could send me a rough draft? Forget about The Spectator, you and I could make a great team.

It's been over a week since I extended an invitation to reclaim public knowledge, yet my inbox remains empty. I know many of us might still be scarred from the days when Lonely Boy was the only boy behind the wheel but this is our chance to make it right. I won't play favorites and I promise to post nothing but truth if you send in no lies.

But while we're still warming up to the idea, it looks like I've got some catching up to do.

And I'm not the only one issuing invitations. Word on the street and in those Save the Dates in the mail is that our local rags-to-runway story is tying the knot and cutting ties. Engaged to Manhattan Associates CFO, Peter Brentford, Ridley is marrying into more than a small fortune and a new name. Good news, it's a girl! Peter's daughter Sophie and Ridley were once like sisters but now they'll get to redefine their relationship as step-mother and daughter. When will wedding bells ring? What trouble could this union bring? Only time, and I, will tell.

As I try to earn back your trust, one thing is for certain: this will not be the end between us. In fact, this is just a brand new beginning because try as you might to fight it, you know you love me.

Good evening, Upper East Siders. All of you must be wondering why I've gathered us here today, or even who I am. You know what they say: patience is a virtue, but it seems many of us have let our virtues slip in the last three years.

Admit it, when Gossip Girl was up and running, knowing we were being watched at any moment kept us on our best behavior... or at least the best behavior we could manage. The site kept us honest, accountable, and responsible. Without it, we may feel safe but we're all getting sloppy. As long as the media is controlled by an elite few at The Spectator, we'll never know the whole truth like we used to.

So I've brought us all together once more to invite each and everyone one of you to take back public knowledge. The truth can set us all free, should we choose to accept the call.

I know, I know, some of us may be thinking that Dan Humphrey ruined our lives while he was hiding behind his computer screen! But do you want to meet the real Gossip Girl? Well, look around, find a mirror, and you just did. Gossip Girl was written by all of us sending in tips, spilling one another's secrets, and telling our truths. We were a team.

I can see that most high school friendships have faded since we've all last been together, but it's my hope that we can bond together again for the greater good and the whole truth.

You may be rid of Dan Humphrey but you'll never be rid of me. Who am I now? That's one secret I'll never tell. The only one.