May 2013
1 post
A beautiful CTC review....
Hello Vinny,
My name is xxxx xxxxxxx I’m 21 and I’m from a small village in the United Kingdom called Boughton Monchelsea (google it) :) and I suffer from chronic anxiety.
I have read your book Control The Crazy twice now and I truly believe it has saved my life. The feelings I had when I first read it was something I cannot describe, I felt like I wasn’t alone and that I had someone along the...
March 2012
1 post
CAN I SPEAK ABOUT BULLYING?
This post is to address the question that I sometimes get when I speak out against bullying : “How can you stand up to bullying when you are on a television show like Jersey Shore?” I would be lying if I said it didn’t upset me to be criticized for standing up for something of great importance to me. But I have done and will continue to be an anti-bullying advocate so I am...
December 2011
10 posts
Hey Reality Star!
Hey reality star… you suck. You can’t ever be taken seriously because… look it…I mean….You’re on a friggin’ reality show for God’s sake! You suck because you’ve become famous for being yourself, partying, and having sex with cameras following you around. You are a SELLOUT! Ok I’m sorry, I will be kinder to you. I know that the show...
Inadequate (Part 1)
His name was Gabe and all he ever wanted to do was fit in. Gabe was a 17 year old senior in high school and was not the most popular kid in school by a long shot, but also wasn’t the least popular. He had just enough credibility where it earned him a seat at the “cool” table in the cafeteria. Gabe was at the age where almost every topic of his conversations with other students...
The Double Standard
Do I dare write about it? Do I venture into the cerebral territory where so many men have gone but failed? This particular subject is one that is highly debate-worthy and has troubled society for generations. That is the famous double standard: if a guy hooks up a lot he is “the man” and if a girl does it then she is “a slut.” If myself and many other men do eventually find...
The End
We laughed we cried, we won we failed
we’ve seen the walls of the seaside jail.
From serious dinners to silly pranks
some were winners ,and some were skanks.
The town was alive as he announced the cabs
as was the house full of female jabs.
Countless tears and beers that were logged
beside the toilets that were clogged.
Romances made way, amongst the fights
some that were long, others...
Dancing Queen
My favorite quality in a woman is great dancing ability. Of course being a real “dancer” (i.e. ballerina, hip hop, lyrical) is sexy and impressive, but I am not referring to only the professionals. I’m talking about THAT girl who owns the dance floor, VIP booth, or couch that she is standing on. The hip hop is playing, she’s standing in her small space, swaying her sexy waist back and forth,...
The Realness
I love realness. Not racist; real. Not rude; real. Profanity, humor, bluntness, right in your fucking face. It is so correct to be politically incorrect. The best people are the ones who tell it how it is without giving a shit what other people think about them. We only censor ourselves because we don’t want others to think we are the racist, sexist, biased, douche bags that maliciously...
The Voice Inside A Drunk Girl's Head
Uh oh. There you are again. I warned you last time but you never listen. How many shots of Patron did you do tonight? How many cosmos and glasses of white wine did you sip until the problem started occurring? You were such a sweet intelligent girl and then BAM, all of a sudden you’re Courtney Love. Your breath smells terrible as you scream and butcher the words to Rihanna’s Only...
My Religion
WARNING: Before reading this please know that I am not trying to influence you in anyway. This has been my life experience. “You just do you, and imma do me” What religion am I? I was born and raised Catholic until I reached the age of sanity (George Carlin.) I am now a man of all religions. Think of a light spectrum (Pink Floyd/see below.) I am the white light that is the source...
Why I Started A Blog
I started a blog…because Twitter doesn’t have enough room for me to write shit…for short shit read my twitter…for long shit…read this
