сначала мне стало стыдно, но под конец совесть спряталась обратно в свою норку^^

peace

I really love the Counting Crows. I remember listening to them when I was in a teenager in my dad’s truck. I have every album. I listen to them at least once a week. I know the lead singers name is Adam. I saw him walking down the street in the East Village once. I would consider Counting Crows one of my top 3 favorite bands of all time. I do not know the names of the guitar player, drummer, bodyguard, wife, lover, what they like to eat, what they like to wear.

I realize that I have been too open, time and time again I make this mistake. I think, if I just say hello, let fans see a few pics, tell them a little about myself that people would let up, and maybe stop caring. After all, I do nothing but my regular little dance job I have always done. I am not famous. I do not want to be. I want to be a successful dancer, have constant work, have some money to travel and enjoy my life.

I am a performer so of course I like attention, that did not change when I started dating him. I have craved spotlight and being the center of attention since I was a baby. I wore bright orange to my prom in a year of blue and green. It is just the flaw of showpeople. I have stagelights and spotlights in my blood.

I do not really know what to say here. There are alot of things being said about me out there in net land that are clearly not true. Now that these things are involving my family and other people that I love I must say my piece. I do not have room in this blog to even answer all of them. I just want to say this. I am not perfect. I know it might amaze you that the boy that you think is so perfect could date someone with flaws, who might have made some mistakes, who might have done a few things she wish she didn’t. I consider that pretty normal. I mean, most of the people that I am close with have made a mistake, had a bad breakup, wore a bad dress, said a bad thing. That is part of growing up, being human and learning.


Thank you to every person that has reached out to me to say hello, and remind me to keep my chin up. I think you are very sweet people to take the time out of your life to make me smile. To those of you who said something nice to me so I would write back and then went and posted those things on some journal somewhere, stole my pics, stalked me, or my friends, made fake screennames and made me out to be a complete bitch, made fake profiles for me, my friends, or my friends pets in order to dig up dirt on me, those of you who called my agent, tried to change the password on my email accounts, ect ect ect. You have caused me many tears. Little known fact, you actually cost me a great job (seems networks don’t want you hosting a show when "Keltie Colleen is a whore" is the 3rd thing that pops up on google). I have tried my hardest to be kind and respond to these things with grace and some sort of dignity.

I wish that I could explain to you, to everyone, the results of these thoughtless actions. From me, a nobody, to people who are actually really famous. These websites, and blogs and tabloid magazines seem so harmless. It seems like such a joke. But this joke isn’t funny. When these mean and untrue things are said, they create negative energy and that energy is put out into the world. I do not need to quote a Stephen Hawkings book but energy is not created or destroyed. Once it is put out there is stays. Why? WHY? WHY? would you spend your time on earth putting this negative energy out into the world? Why do we laugh and feel better about ourselves at the expense of others feelings? How would you feel if it was you?

This is my reminder that we are all human, we are all in this together. This is a reminder that no one is perfect, and think for a minute if someone was sitting for hours on the internet trying to dig up all your garbage. What would they find? Think about the Karma that will come back to you, now, and years from now.

We are a new generation of people on this planet. We have the choice to be kind, thoughtful and peaceful. We have to love eachother, support eachother, and focus on the important things. So I ask you please... stop focusing on me, on him, or all the things that do not matter. Focus on you, your family, your relationships, your life. Be a better person. Gossip is just that. Gossip. 10% of what you read on the net is actually true, so maybe it’s time to stop wasting time reading it. Read a good book, watch a good movie, listen to a badass record. Knit, Paint, Draw, call a friend. These are the things that matter.


Please leave me alone. I am sorry I put some things out there. I will do my best to keep to myself and calm my attention loving side to a dull roar. Mostly just, let us all live in peace and love eachother.


K

в общем общий смысл такой: она просит оставить ее в покое и позволить ей и Россу любить друг друга. а еще она приложит все усилия для того, чтобы вся информация о ней была удалена. вначале она разглагольствует по поводу того, что ее все засирают, а она обычный человек...и еще говорит, что ей популярность не нужна *ага, как же*