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letstalkpop · 4 years
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We All Need To Get *NSYNC Right Now
“I know this can’t be right, hey baby come on...”
I don’t need to hash out what’s going in the world right now in March 2020. We’re all very aware of the situation at hand, and it’s scary. A lot of us feel alone, isolated, panicked, especially the people who already have problems with being alone, isolated, and panicked. Let’s not talk about that right now though.
There is another serious matter I want to discuss. On March 21st, it was the 20th anniversary for the most prolific, important album of all time, No Strings Attached by *NSYNC. The week leading up to it was filled with so much nostalgia and all around feels for *NSYNC fans around the globe. Lance Bass interviewed all the guys on his podcast, The Daily Popcast, and each interview was better than the next. Now, *NSYNC are in the headlines, with random articles filled with misquotes, poor research, bad opinions of what might’ve happened back then, because Justin went solo and it’s all his fault, right? No, wait it’s Lance’s fault. It’s the label, or Lou Pearlman’s ghost, or the Backstreet Boys, or Britney. 
No. Stop it. Let’s break it down. “IT’S JUSTIN’S FAULT.” The most common thing out of people’s mouths when talking about the break-up of *NSYNC. He wanted to go solo, he was tired of the band, he got really successful and left everyone high and dry, yada yada yada. Stop blaming him, or anyone else in the band. Get ready for my HOT TAKES people. Do I want another *NSYNC album? Well, yeah, no shit. Would I have loved another *NSYNC album if it came out in 2002, or 2003 or even 2004? Probably, but if JT creatively decided to not do Justified, would he have been creatively invested in this theoretical 4th *NSYNC album? (I know technically 5th with the Christmas album, don’t get into semantics with me you guys.) Would the album have under performed and *NSYNC just fizzle out into existence? Would Justin not have gone on to bring Sexy Back or put his dick in a box? In this weird, alternate universe of us getting an album after Celebrity, do we really, as fans, think that they would’ve stayed together like BSB? It was time. As sad as it was, and still is, that we don’t have that album after Celebrity, it’s okay. We are all okay.
I would rather have three amazing, beautiful, iconic albums to listen to over and over again, than even more *NSYNC albums that are mediocre. Maybe it’s because I’m not a huge BSB stan, but I honestly have no idea what any song they have recorded after that Incomplete song in 2005 sounds like. Not. A. Clue. Oh I listened to their first three albums. I owned them, and enjoyed Black and Blue more than Millennium. Of course if someone told me to name all the songs on those albums, to quote the *NSYNC guys, “NOPE. Can’t do it.” My point in all of this, is that did we want that for *NSYNC? Did we want them to fizzle out like that? I’m sure the BSB are fine and all, but let’s not beat around the bush here. 
Think of all the amazing things we could’ve missed out on if they had made that 4th album back then. 
FutureSex/LoveSounds Schizophrenic Until Yesterday/You Ruined Me Justin on SNL, maybe at all? In Time ( I STAND BY THIS )
You know, there’s other things. We might’ve never gotten Solo JC, and as short lived as it was, it was EVERYTHING. Fucking, everything. I think a big part of them stopping at the height of their career is what makes them so special. That 20 years later, we love them. We ship them. We’re obsessed with them. We make *NSYNC podcasts about them, and despite what my one friend said about how much can you possibly say about *NSYNC, my answer to that question is there is never enough you can say about *NSYNC. I’m still invested and figuring out things to this day, like did you guys know Joey was hot back then? Whoa, how did this fly under my radar for all these years? I was astonished when I discovered this out.
It doesn’t matter why they stopped back then, or whose fault it was, although I think Lou Pearlman’s ghost should start trending, because at the end of the day, I wouldn’t have had it any other way. From Celebrity to On the Line to Justified to Schizophrenic to now, I will forever be *NSYNC fan, JC stan, will see every movie Justin is in (except that Woody Allen movie, yikes), Lance popcast listener, Joey instagram live watcher, Chris being the best dad ever *NSYNC fan for life. 
We need to come together more than ever now, and we can all agree that *NSYNC can help do that. Whether or not you don’t agree with other fans about what may have happened or what could’ve been, just be happy with what we have, because it was glorious, and special. Now is the time for us to reunite, come on party people, there’s a quarantine party going on, and tonight is the night, everything’s gonna be all right.
Now to end with more HOT TAKES, here’s my ranking of *NSYNC’s top 20 best songs, without explanation to make it more controversial, because I don’t need to explain myself. This is from a fan that did heavy research, and is more accurate than that other ranking that’s floating around out there. Enjoy, and thank you all. 
*NSYNC’s Top 20 Songs
20) I Drive Myself Crazy
19) For The Girl Who Has Everything
18) Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays
17) This I Promise You
16) Here We Go
15) It Makes Me Ill
14) I Want You Back
13) Tell Me, Tell Me... Baby
12) Under My Tree
11) Pop
10) In Love On Christmas
9) Tearin’ Up My Heart 
8)  No Strings Attached
7) I Thought She Knew
6) You Don’t Have To Be Alone (Live Version)
5) The Game Is Over
4) Bye, Bye, Bye
3) It’s Gonna Be Me
2) Just Got Paid
1) Music of My Heart
Stay *NSYNC ladies and gents.
- Tori
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letstalkpop · 5 years
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Solitary Confinement
I sit here staring at my glass of bourbon neat, Angel’s Envy of course, and as I slowly sip on it throughout the night it only does an okay job at numbing my pain. I guess I shouldn’t say pain at this point, because now I’m back to a numbness. A place I go to sometimes and maybe I bounce back right away, or maybe it takes me a few days to get back to myself. Or whatever version of myself I think is acceptable to display in front of everyone.
I’ve had a bad day. It’s been a hard day. My depression has slowly found its way back into my body, even though I know it never left. I was just able to suppress it enough until it finally bubbled over at the surface. I’m 32, whatever that’s supposed to mean. I’m married now, 4 months ago to be exact, and most people want to know what I’m doing next. When are we buying a house, when are we having kids, etc. I’m married and that’s so adult and I’m an old maid so I must have a fucking plan or timeline for these expected life events. I fucking don’t. 
Who cares what other people think, you do you, I’ve heard all the tropes in my defense. It doesn’t matter what they think, and I know that. Truly, I understand this. I’m sitting here, writing, drinking, and watching an *NSYNC concert from 2000 at one in the morning. All of that shit is the last thing on my mind. Even though my husband and I were together for nine years before we got married people never got so damn uppity about us becoming suburbanites. Hubby, wifey, and decorative art pieces that say live, laugh, love, are not in our vocabulary. 
I sit here thinking about my day. How drained I am from my drive home from work. How I so badly wanted to get everything off my chest and now I’m tired. I just want to sit here and write and watch my *NSYNC video and watch how cute my dogs are when they’re sleeping. Tomorrow is another day, another struggle. I’ve been going to bed later and maybe it’s because I don’t want to sleep. If I don’t sleep tomorrow will never come, but it always does, no matter what. I feel stuck. I feel lost. And right now I just want to do the same thing I did to make me feel better when I was 13. It may not be the adult thing to do, but if I can have a small sliver of happiness, even for a fleeting moment, I’m going to watch my *NSYNC videos, but I’m an adult so I can at least drink now.
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letstalkpop · 5 years
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Some Good Ol’ Fashioned Fan Fiction
Fan fiction gave my life meaning as a young teen. There was nothing better than settling in and reading a really good fan fic. *NSYNC was my pleasure. It’s not guilty because I’m proud of my fandom. Thanks to the lovely ladies of the Girl Were You Alone Podcast, (Seriously if you love *NSYNC and haven’t discovered this yet, do yourself a favor!) something wonderfully weird was discovered. The Couch Fan Fic. Couch Sync, if you will. Here’s the link if you dare, which you should just definitely read it.
 https://web.archive.org/web/20041113051749/http://improvidence.net/weirdo/fiction/couch1.html
So many questions unanswered after reading this. The main one being, where’s the next chapter? The recovered website says Chapter One, but chapter two is inexplicably absent. Maybe it was never written, maybe it got lost in the ether, either way there was no more couch sync. Until now. This story deserved to be told. It deserved a second life. So here it is, the world debut, of Couch Sync, Chapter Two. Enjoy! *Disclaimer: There is naughty language and this is very, very weird...
CHAPTER TWO
As Joey dozed off Lance couldn’t help but feel comforted by the weight of Joey’s body laying on top of him. Before he was a couch he would’ve loved to feel the weight of his body on top of him, but this was crazy. Joey was married, he was straight, and Lance had turned into a couch. All Lance could do was think, and the more he thought about his situation, the more he realized that maybe he could do something. 
Joey was on top of  him, even if Lance couldn’t move, which ideally is how the scenario would play out anyway. Joey’s soft, Italian body shifted on top of Lance’s cushions, and Lance wondered what body part Joey was laying on. Was he like that chair from Pee Wee’s Playhouse? If only Joey would slip his cock in between Lance’s cushions. Maybe it would accidentally fall out of his shorts. He was called the Italian Stallion for a reason. With all his might Lance squeezed his cushions as hard as he could. It took so much concentration he felt like he was a Jedi. Trying to channel the force to obtain Joey’s package. Just then he felt something. Lance couldn’t believe it. It felt like skin, he had so much trouble seeing since he was a couch and had no eyes, but he was starting to feel around. Joe, still snoring, was oblivious to what was happening underneath him. Lance had separated his cushions just enough and somehow was able to slide Joey’s package in between them, tucking it away so nice and cozy. 
Lance threw caution to the wind and wriggled his cushions against his member. Lance didn’t know whether it was his mouth or his asshole that Joey was in, but it felt so incredible he didn’t want to get into the semantics of couch anatomy. Pretty soon, Lance was able to not focus his mind so much, and just let it flow. The ethical question did cross his mind, but seeing as he was a couch, and couches can’t sexually assault people, then he figured it was okay. 
Joey, still somehow asleep, started to moan and grunt softly. Lance was afraid he would wake up, and then wonder why his package was stuck in a couch. If he kept him asleep somehow, Joey wouldn’t get the chance to freak out. When he awoke he would see it as nothing more than a wet dream. 
Lance clamped down harder on his manhood and rubbed his cushions against it with all his might, his brain working overtime. Lance wanted to cum, but how? How, as a couch, would he be able to cum? “Who cares,” Lance thought, and kept his cushions going faster and faster, and then the cushions exploded off the couch sending Joey with them, flying across the room.
Joey abruptly woke up, freaking out. “WHAT THE HELL?” he said to himself. He looked around and saw no one. He grabbed the couch cushions and had no idea what had just happened. He looked down and saw his cock out, hard and ready to go. “Jesus!” he said stuffing it back into his shorts. He took the cushions and put them back on the couch and stared at it for a second. There was something about this couch that looked so familiar to him, but he couldn’t put his finger on it. Joey was freaked out and left the room, “I am getting the fuck out of here. I’m not dealing with a haunted couch. KELLY!” he screamed leaving the room. After a few minutes of silence Lance woke up. He was back in his body, and laying on top of the couch. 
“Was it all a dream?” Lance said to himself. He looked at the couch, and was tempted to stick his hand between the cushions, but didn’t. Lance got up and left the room to look for Joey.
As Lance left the room Joey tried to call after him, but couldn’t, seeing as how he was a couch. He didn’t know when it happened, but figured it was all Lance’s fault.
THE END
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letstalkpop · 5 years
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Hey everyone! Come to Fallout tonight for Bibliophilia. I'll be reading bad romance novels and some *NSYNC fanfic as well, show starts at 8pm! . . . . . . #nsync #fanfiction #rva #fallout #bibliophilia #badromance #dirty #younasty #stagereading #comedy #rvacomedy #richmond #letsdothis #itsabouttogetweird https://www.instagram.com/p/B0TzC2blZhO/?igshid=2lmllpi4l22o
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letstalkpop · 5 years
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Love ❤🐾 . . . . . . #dogstagram #dogsofinstagram #doggo #pupper #jackrussell #jackrussellterrier #jackrussellsofig #dogoftheday #jrt #jackrussellfan #jackrusselllove #jackrusselldaily #love #porch #guarddog #dogkisses #rva #rvadogs #nofilter https://www.instagram.com/p/Bys3MHFlIgh/?igshid=1smazqoo49vov
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letstalkpop · 5 years
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This should always be your post gym face. 🏋️‍♀️💪 . . . . . . #motivation #mondaymotivation #gym #gymtime #fitness #training #strengthtraining #weights #sweat #sweaty #redface #nofilter #workout #workoutmotivation #womenempowerment #bigassheadphones #jurassicpark #lifewillfindaway #doit (at Crunch Fitness) https://www.instagram.com/p/ByifTXTFLPj/?igshid=iiauslyxxez
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letstalkpop · 5 years
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Why does rain make us sad?
Rain. Sometimes it’s beautiful. The slight fall of the wet drops on our skin can give us a good feeling, but there’s something about waking up to a dark room that fills me with existential dread. It kicks my depression up a notch. I don’t want to do anything. I don’t want to leave my house. My dogs get frightened by the thunder. I think about going to work and more dread fills up my soul. 
The idea that I’m not doing something I’m proud of, just something to pay the bills, something that once I get there I immediately want to go home. It makes every minute leading up to it a mini nightmare. I wish I didn’t feel this way sometimes, that I could just be happy and smile and enjoy life for what it is. But when you’re depressed it’s hard to get out of bed. All of my dreams, goals, ambitions, seem impossible and always out of reach.
The rain makes it worse. I see a dark, cloudy sky and I feel small. Insignificant. Maybe I am that. Aren’t we all in some way? When I’m sad I hate that I can’t get out of bed. I hate that I lay on the couch. I hate that I cry when I get ready for work. But the depression takes over your soul, your body, your mind, and you’re helpless. All I can think of is that in so many hours my day will be over, and I’ll be back at home in the same place I was. 
Why didn’t I get up and overcome that sadness for a better day? Every time I do that I feel better. I act better, I am better. But not today. Today is a hard day. A sad day. A day that will go by slowly, and I won’t get to enjoy this day. I think about my future and wonder if I can muster up the courage, the grit to change it all. I wake up everyday and wonder this. Some days I do what I can to make it better for myself, and for a brief moment I’m happy. 
When I drive around in my car I’m happy, sad, angry. Driving calms me down the most. Does anyone else feel like this? That your world is crashing down around you, and all the motivational instagram posts in the world about not being alone, working hard, believing in yourself, mean absolutely nothing to you, because it doesn’t apply to you? I’m right there with you. Today I got out of bed. That’s about all I can muster out of today. Eventually I will be too busy with work to concentrate on my sadness front and center, but sometimes anger will take its place. Happiness seems to escape me on days like this. Like a bad relationship, when you are happy it feels so good, and when it’s taken away, you feel the lowest of lows. I’m with you friends for those lows. Hopefully not for long, but as time ticks down I just want to crawl back into bed and go back to sleep so I can dream. This is just life.
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letstalkpop · 5 years
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Mood. 🕶 . . . . . . #mood #selfie #whysoserious #brooding #sunnies #sunniesface https://www.instagram.com/p/ByYQRSvlFUz/?igshid=1rpy23ojfg3ig
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letstalkpop · 5 years
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Beautiful. 😍 . . . . . . #jackrussellmoments #jackrussell #jrtofinstagram #jacksrussellsofig #jackrussellterrier #jrt #jrtsofinsta @jackrussellmoments #dogofinstagram #dogoftheday https://www.instagram.com/p/BroEejrlPKV/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1nneb90jcd9bo
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letstalkpop · 6 years
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Major sweat vibes . . . . . . #gym #workout #fitness #sweat #eatcleantraindirty #healthy #training #gymtime (at Crunch Fitness) https://www.instagram.com/p/BqaSNY_BJ5H/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1fnn5r9l2vidx
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letstalkpop · 6 years
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Oops I did it again. @jesseleejarvis and I doing our best Justin and Britney. His outfit courtesy of the No Strings Attached tour. . . . . . . #halloweencostume #Halloween #2000s #justintimberlake #britneyspears #oopsididitagain #blondehair #tour #pop @justintimberlake @britneyspears https://www.instagram.com/p/BpkPPQblM3F/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1ai1y05je13m5
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letstalkpop · 6 years
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What the kids like to do all day. . . . . . . #jackrussellmoments #jackrussell #jacks #jackrussellterrier #jrt #jrtofinstagram #jacksrussellsofig #jackrusselldaily #dogoftheday #dogsofig #instadaily https://www.instagram.com/p/BpNDgw8FI1Q/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=epgow4jywa8s
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letstalkpop · 6 years
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I Cried While Eating a Bowl of Pasta
Depression sucks. I feel like I’ve always had this thing lingering inside of me from time to time, but only just recently have I realized how real this feeling is. After feeling numb for almost a month, and not being able to shed a tear for any reason at all, I broke down with a mouth full of pasta and a Friends re-run in the background. I calmed myself, and finished my pasta and said to myself, “Yep there’s something wrong with me.” Then I had another rousing game of crying my eyes out for no reason while I took a shower. What a fun way start to your day.
I thought This is Us started next week? I did something I’ve only done once before, but took it much more seriously this time. I looked online for local therapists. I reached out to a friend with similar issues and asked who he saw and if he had a recommendation for me. Whatever’s wrong with me, there’s something I need to do about it. This is not going to go away on its own, no matter how much I wish it to be so. Browsing google, I took a couple lame online tests and they both said I have severe depression. Woohoo! I’m no expert, but I’m pretty sure bawling out of control while eating my lunch was a pretty good indicator of that. 
The funny thing about all of this is how I seriously underestimated depression. For real, I got to give it up for depression. I’m engaged to the love of my life and planning a wedding, which actually has been a de-stresser for me. Type A, loves to be organized, and I’m a woman so you know, Michael’s all the time. It’s been so much fun to do. Then depression is all like, hey you, what’s up? You know the happiest time in your life? Yeah well, fuck all that. Here you go! I don’t know why I was so naive in believing that if I had love that I was invincible from depression. Man, was I wrong.
As it turns out, I’m human, and fragile and not invincible. I know right? What a load of shit. When I was younger if I was sad I would think of JC from *NSYNC and write some lame ass fan fiction of us having sex. Did you know that when a virgin writes a sex scene it’s not good? There’s thousands of examples out there on the internet. Mine could still be out there somewhere, which is terrifying, but hey I remember at least two I wrote getting five stars on this one website, so I must’ve been pretty good at writing a sex scene at 13. Or everyone else who read them were 13. 
Anyway, I digress. I’m going to try my very, absolute hardest to make my life better. I can’t promise that I won’t be so sad again that I’ll bawl over a bowl of carbs, or have a good shower cry, but I can try to be better. Not being depressed is probably the hardest thing I’ve ever had to overcome. Harder than breaking up with my fiance when I was 19 years old. Harder than breaking that barrier with my father so we could have a closer relationship. Harder than dealing with my parents divorce. For the times when I felt absolutely and utterly alone, I turned to the people in my life that I could trust. People that I knew would never judge or hurt me. It’s hard to reach out to people, but it’s harder to be alone. I’m not alone. You’re not alone.
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letstalkpop · 6 years
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This sunset is so freaking cool, and the only picture I have from my drunk, Labor Day Weekend shenanigans. . . . . . . #vacation #beach #sunset #travelphotography #norfolk #labordayweekend #instagood #beautiful https://www.instagram.com/p/BnRTiw9nh4H/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=14lml2dvwtcvz
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letstalkpop · 6 years
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One year ago. Take me back to Cabo please. . . . . . . #travelphotography #travel #sunset #westcoast #cabo #cabosanlucas #vacation #flashback #passport #ocean #yachtlife #takemeback https://www.instagram.com/p/BnMcfOgneYc/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=ngvefikb6jpr
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letstalkpop · 6 years
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These lamb chops. I rarely ever get to eat lamb. On our anniversary we always treat ourselves. Second Empire in Raleigh knows what they're doing with food. Holy moly was this one of, if not the best meal I've ever had. . . . . . . #foodie #travel #lamb #fancy #secondempire #raleigh #foodporn #foodphotography #instafood #vacation #anniversary https://www.instagram.com/p/BnHLUsvHhzy/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1s7kjhcb6tkhb
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letstalkpop · 6 years
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Sneak peek of some DIY for my wedding. What could it be? (Don't worry about the wine. 😉🍷) . . . . . . #diy #doityourself #wedding #engaged #crafty #stencils #yourarethe #simpsons #friends #Futurama #nerd #love #theknot #weddingwire #project #crafting https://www.instagram.com/p/BnE0egpnfJA/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=4dylbfe5t8nu
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