Oh my dear boy.

I have a feeling that this blog might become a Pete Doherty gossip page. Perhaps I should just make the full switch and call it "Petes-R-Us" and plaster the background with my favorite photos of the boy (I don't know where I'd even start with that one. Too many to choose from). If it ever comes to that, find me, slap me, and then stand there shaking your head in shame. That'll be the signal that I need to stop.

Well, as this boy doesn't seem to avoid media attention for even a day now (didn't I just read about him yesterday?) I have some new news on the antics of our favorite drugged up poet. Seems as if Pete has let slip some hint as to a union between Kate Moss and himself. Personally I hope he doesn't end up marrying this girl, and I think Morrissey has it right (sorta.). Maybe I'm just being an over-protective fan-girl (Oh god, I hope not). Full details here at The Fake DIY.

I do think it's funny how he has been reacting to all the recent media attention. First violence, now an overinflated head? Really now Peter, you know better than that. Would you really say that you're the new John Lennon?

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