Someone who denies having sex with a person who accused them of rape and then later admits to having consensual sex with the accuser is definitely guilty. Guilty people tend to go to the extreme when confronted with an allegation. "Rape her? We didn't have sex! In fact, I didn't even touch her." Then they find out…

going through a rough breakup. this photo just stabbed me.

"Sorry, Mom." Mom? MOM?? :( I'm 33 and the teenager who had an epic crush on Dr. Doug Ross (and later, Danny Ocean) is also effected by this news. So much so that my husband linked me to this article this morning with a, "My condolences."

Solar eclipse level shade. Like, I'm-waiting-for-Neil-deGrasse-Tyson-to-fly-out-and-explain-it-to-me shade.

"in the same way I'm fascinated by the people I see on the street or the subway" —-> SHAAAAAADE

I kept thinking about "The Room" when I watched that video. Quite sad for a multi-million dollar Hollywood startup.

The fact that there's a boy named Stark and a man named Winter in a story about molestation allegations makes me very queasy. You know what Starks say about Winter...

Has there ever been a moment when Iman has ever looked less than perfect? I'm starting to think she probably still looks stunning even if she has the stomach flu.

As a gay Alabamian, this news delights me more than I can express. It's nice to know that no matter how hard the bigots try to inflict their narrow views on the rest of the world, the good guys still find a way to light up the darkness.

If only we had some leads! GAH!

I saw him in concert circa 2005 maybe? Someone I guess didn't want to lose their place in the crowd so they took a shit on a flip flop and left it. Thus forever ruining any future Jack Johnson/Flip flop related anything for me.

I didn't recognise him when I met him either. Or rather, I didn't know he was famous. All I knew was that my roommate had invited a bunch of friends over to watch a Laker game the night before I had a midterm. I shook his hand, angrily and said, "I hear you play guitar."

You guys. I met Jack Johnson.

You know, I would make fun of him but listening to his hippie happy music while on the beach in Menemsha while sipping on beers, eating as many quahogs as I can stuff into my face and watching the sunset makes me not able to make fun of him. You keep on doin you, Jack

He's essentially the uncle who listens to Marley's greatest hits and that one Jimmy Buffet album all summer long. You'd give him a hard time for being vanilla if he wasn't so damn sunny and pleasant.

At least the papyrus has Jesus saying wife. Had it said "husband" that would really have put the cat among the pigeons.

to be fair, she was dealing with crippling depression, went silent for more than a year, posted about said depression, book came out, hasn't posted. Depression can be crippling.

Was hoping for a twist ending.

Indeed. Every time I find out that an actor whose work I really enjoy is a Scientologist a giant piece of that enjoyment is destroyed.

I have such a mental block about her being a Scientologist. I so want it not to be true that I am legitimately surprised every time I read about it.