What’s that saying? A leopard can change its spots? Or is it, a Vanilla Gorilla can’t stop being a whore? Well, whatever that saying is, Kat Von D has finally tattooed it to the outside of her brain after a self-realizing journey through the land of obvious showed her the light (and VG’s 19th side piece). Kat slipped into the open confessional booth on Facebook where she admitted that she once believed that she could tame Vanilla Gorilla’s forever wandering slut dick and prove to the public that he’s not just a mutated, lie-filled anal wart with beady eyes and a philandering peen. Kat starts out her Facebook post by saying that if her relationship with VG was a reality show, it would probably be called 19 Skanks and Counting.
Never have I felt so strong about True Love, than I do today. I believe in Love more than anything else, and more than ever before.
Today I encountered the 19th girl to add to the list of people Jesse cheated on me with during this last year.
I kept going back and forth in my mind as to what the best way would be for me to release and let go of any residual feelings remaining from that toxic relationship. All of this may sound petty or immature to some, but I assure you this is coming from a place of pure honesty and love.
There was a time when I was confident and excited at proving the world wrong, because I believed so deeply in people’s ability to change for the better. Although this was not a primary purpose in the relationship, I did feel like it would be a positive thing for those who judged Jesse solely based on what they read in tabloids, to see that change is always possible – even in the people who seem hopeless.
I still believe that, even if that change never occurs inside of him – because I see proof of change everyday – in others, and in myself.
I’m far from perfect, but am willing to examine myself, and my patterns of dysfunction, and then put in the work to better myself. It’s a daily practice, but it’s working.
Sure, its easy to tell someone, “I told you so” especially if you’re criticizing someone from the outside, but that attitude comes from a place called Ego, and not Love.
I know I deserve a big fat “I told you so,” from everyone, and wish I didn’t have to say, “You all were more right than you’ll ever know” but you were.
Not to worry, I’ve gladly paid the consequences for every mistake I’ve ever made, but learned so much from each of them.
Kat then goes on to write that she is sick of being compared to VG’s original whore Bombshit McGee, but she’s mainly telling us all of this as a way of making peace with herself….and because a bitch could really use some press now that her reality shit show is lying dead under TLC’s hoarders pile.
I think it just made me sad today to imagine him still in that dark place – where seeking validation through the attention of women takes precedence over being a good father, a sincere friend, a better coworker, and a happy individual.
I tried my best to go through all of this without venting, or complaining, or fueling more tabloid mumbo jumbo – but this isn’t about any of that.
This is about me making peace with myself, and forgiving myself for making some bad mistakes.
I don’t want to sink into the feelings of regret, or resentment.
Because right now, for the first time in my life I have felt regret, (for someone like me, who’s never felt that before, this is hard to say out loud).
Time is something you can never get back, and what we do with this very present moment is the most real thing we have. So if that’s the lesson Jesse forced me to face and learn by all of this, than all I can say is Thank You.
It would be nice to move on now, and kindly thank you all in advance for your support, love, and positivity.
Life is far too grand to focus on the negative and put each other down.
Breaking news: a trash heap ho who tattooed her face so that it looks like the Milky Way gave her a facial had a huge lapse in judgement. Fuck me with a DUH.
Yes, Kat Von D should’ve seen this coming (the same way her pussy saw a lifetime of stinging as soon as VG’s STD stick touched it), but there’s really a lesson we can all learn from this. The first time he cheats, shame on him. The second time he cheats, shame on you. The 19th time he cheats, don’t fucking WAH WAH WAH about it on Facebook, because we already know, bitch.