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Drew Barrymore & Justin Long Have Sex Every Five Pages

Drew Barrymore & Justin Long Have Sex Every Five Pages

Drew Barrymore and her on-and-off-again boyfriend Justin Long shoot new scenes for their upcoming movie Going the Distance in Long Island, New York on Monday (July 27).

In this scene, the couple has a heart-to-heart talk before things get heated. Very heated.

“[Drew and Justin] get it on so much it’s crazy,” producer Adam Shankman tells JustJared.com. “They have sex every five pages in this movie, which is about a couple attempting to have a long distance relationship.”

10+ pics inside of Drew and Justin making out in public off-set in NYCearlier this month…

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I had to put up with this cun+y crap from you all this time. That shi+ is not love. Nothing like it. The only thing I ever really wanted from you…the thing I would have been so satisfied with in whatever form it took, was time with you. Good time where we were actually good to each other instead of constantly hurting each other.

The rest of what I wanted for my life I would have figured out – with or without you. How did you miss that?

To this day, I’ll be dam#ed if I know what the hell you wanted, except that it was very obvious I wasn’t in a position to be giving it to you.

Even that bit in those photos up there…making a point to kiss him in front of the cameras. You were obviously with him, so what I don’t get is, why still be bombarding me with talk of love and marriage?

Is it any wonder with that and you scrutinizing my every movement, that eventually I’d have to break free of that? I don’t care what you think of that or me anymore.

No-win impossible scenario that you set up for me there…I was just supposed to walk into that and the one thing I’d know for sure is, whatever happened that we probably would not be a safe place for each other.

How when that thought of I’m a climber or trying to use you for something…how do you talk about marriage if you have those kind of doubts? Things weren’t right for a long time…I gave you what I knew to be the ONLY way to try to set something right and all you could do was piss on me.

Nothin’ you say means anything either.

There was lots of talk about love, but I never saw any.

I need to leave this be now. Need to get on with a life that probably has nothing to do with you. Please don’t bother me again. You won’t get what you want in any respect. That time has passed and is gone and along with it, anything good we might have been to each other.

I’m done.

I wish I could have just once had a conversation with you, so I could have read your eyes. I would have known if you were sincere from that, your body language and how you acted.

Maybe you would have known something about me that way too. There’s no kind of substitute for face to face communication. It’s hard when you’ve actually been a couple and known each other to be separated, but if you haven’t and there’s so much on the line but also so much left to chance, there’s no way it would work.

There never would have been a way to know for sure who was trying to use who and there always would have been doubts. I had them too believe me. I only would have had an inkling of whatever the truth was, when you didn’t need me for anything but something personal, but if I never got there, it’s not like it would matter would it?

You’ll get on with your life and I’ll get on with mine, but wouldn’t it be something if both of us actually did care and part of the reason we couldn’t sort anything out was that? No objectivity or ability to be reasonable or rational with each other b/c the situation was too painful. Now I guess we’ll never know.

Did you really have to be throwing those life or death tests at me right then? Did I really have to be such a jerk all the time? Probably not, but like I said, it doesn’t really matter anymore.

You accusing me of being a climber…
I can’t even believe you’d pull that now.

You might have been right about one thing though…I don’t think I really was in love with you. You affected my heart deeply. Woke it up, just by being you and with that movie you made.

I think I mistook that for in-love b/c I had nothing to compare it to. Never even came close before that. How would I know? I still don’t actually. But from what I’ve heard, you do know all the way through and you don’t have these kind of doubts, wondering if someone is out to use you, so I don’t think it was.

You have been in love before so you do have some comparison, knowing how you felt before. Was it really that for you? Would you tell me the truth in any case? Just no way to trust, but more than that, I tried to put that and doubts and everything that normally would have made me run and never come back to the side and do it anyway.
Is that what it was for you? All these things I would have wanted to hear where you were coming from, but it never happened.

That wasn’t how I wanted it.

Don’t even be trying to throw those people up to me anymore. You weren’t making them a priority because you weren’t making a positive result your priority.

Making some stupid movie where you’re thrust (no pun intended) into ridiculously bad situations with him and making a spectacle of yourselves the rest of the time, all the while alternately spewing BS about love or marriage to me or attacking my self esteem.

WTF were you thinking – like at any point?

Everybody will be happier once this is over and I’m gone.

I know it’s the truth. I don’t kid myself that I ever would have found a family with you b/c I think it was a lie.

Christ…I’m so weary from all this garbage…If you really want me to do this…what are you doing?

All you would have to do is stop all this, get on with your life as best you can and mess out of it.

I think it’s pretty obvious we don’t belong together. Not like this, so I’m asking you not to make it about that, or I really will be gone permanently.

If that’s OK…then just let me go. If not, do something different and give me a fighting chance.

At the end of the day career-wise it’s the same or doing just about anything else is more apealling at the moment, but this will fu@k with me for the rest of my life. What about you?

You’re unbelievable too.

Fine, fu@k you then you fu@king bi+ch.

God I hate you. You have no idea how much.

‘Alana Loves Me’, bullshi+. Alana loves whatever warm body the wind blows in, so long as it has a career she likes the look of.

JUST STAY THE FU@K AWAY FROM ME.

You’re short, you’re mean and I suspect quite unclean and he must be too if he fancies that for any length of time. Of course when you smoke you can’t smell much anyway, so that might be why. Maybe he stinks too. Neither one of you looks like you wash much. Fab didn’t either as I recall. He used to brag about it.

You could all be part the elite Stinky McLachlan club and you could be it’s charter member. Then you could boss all the smellies around just to your liking, couldn’t you?

You’re such a drip, honestly, I’m so glad I never got involved with you.

For a woman with as much on the ball as you should have, you could have just fu@ked off with him ages ago and not screwed with me.

You have no idea how glad it makes me that pretty soon I’ll be done with this and you and I won’t have to hear anymore about that co@ksucker of a bf of yours anymore.

You’re a @unt and I wish I’d never known your name, let alone trusted you with my heart or anything else that mattered to me.

You were up all night and so you’re not even making sense at all…just give it up for a bad job you were never any good at anyway…and by that I mean, you never in a million years had a clue of how to do anything useful when it came to me so if only you’d have listened and not done anything at all, everyone would have been better off. Including you and that co@ksucker over there.

Go on and go…nobody wants you to stay. If he’s so marvelous do us all a favor and fu@k off permenantly.

I repeat…DID YOU EVER GIVE YOUR TIME TO ME?
Whatever you had to give, you gave to not just him, but whoever the fu@k was passing with a career you approved of.
DID YOU EVER GIVE ME MUCH OF A CHANCE? You fu@king didn’t.

If that is what life or love would have been like with you and I’m so terrible, then by all means go and stay gone.

Just when I needed you most, you were nowhere to be fu@king found.
That’s the truth contrary to whatever fantasy you may have concocted in your imagination and been able to sell around it is true.

You think you were there for me, b/c you were essentially paying to stalk and invade me? You were there gawking, seeing that crap movies got made, wrecking people’s lives and then trying to blame me for it, but apart from that, you weren’t doing much that was useful.

Then to make yourself feel better about all of it you’d be there muckling onto whatever dude frigging flew by. Pathetic.

I so wish you’d never brought that sad act on, let alone used my name and life to fuel it.

But that’s love though.

Everything that comes from you is one form of bullshi+ or another.

I don’t believe you were ever sincere about anything, but especially not me.

I’m sorry if I didn’t treat you like the lady that you think you are.
I would have treated a prostitute with more respect b/c I actually would respect her.

Someone in that position is struggling just to survive most of the time. They have had such a crap deal in life, they can’t help what they do and deserve respect and compassion.

What’s your excuse?
I didn’t treat you like a lady, b/c you didn’t act like one.

I’m not refering to sexual exploits there, but just the way you went about them – not loving me, but holding me heart hostage.

You took great glee in doing it too.

How did you ever expect a positive thing to be the result of that?

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