Words cannot describe the irrational, white-hot hatred I have for Lana Del Rey. She seems to me like the living personification of certain Instagram accounts. The ones owned by people who stand on their chairs to take pictures of restaurant meals and photograph their and their friends' feet every. fucking. where.…

They're banging and it's gross.

I feel like this one is especially appropriate for this topic:

*thumbs up for flossing*

What.. what is that????

Dionne, remember when, instead of saying terrible things, you just wore fun hats? Let's get back to that.

She's talking about rape like it's some kind of party foul, like it's throwing up on your shoes or losing your phone.

This is a woman who admitted fucks on first dates and apparently thinks it's not "immoral" because it usually results in marriage proposals (or actual marriages). She's been married three times and engaged six. I'm not joking. She is the definition of batshit crazy. She did interviews a few years back where she talked…

male tearsssssss :'( :'( :'(

And I thought this guy was the strangest thing I'd see all week.

Are women strong enough to take care of themselves, or are they not strong enough to take care of themselves?

Look, Stacey Dash, even Stacey Dash thinks you're the worst.

Yup!

I actually had a reasoned well thought out and impassioned response and then I got to, "...And they're a bunch of babies who need to be kept away from liquor and boys." Now all I have is:

She has ruined Clueless for me. I never imagined that could happen.

Hey Dionne!

Yeah, I was such a naughty girl at the age of fifteen when I fell asleep at a friend's party and woke up to an acquaintance raping and sodomizing me sans condom. No alcohol in my system or anything, but I was just naughty, and that was totally my fault. I should have only been around other teenage girls.