Courtney Love, in what I’m guessing was some sort of manic state, made over 60 new posts on her MySpace blog yesterday. All about fashion, and how her maid stole $3,000 a day and a bunch of her clothes. But because it’s Courtney Love, it makes absolutely no sense. I mean less than none. I spent more time trying to figure out two of her sentences than it would normally take me to read two pages. The woman is flat out batshit insane. I have no idea how she manages to function in the world. At all.

Courtney Love was furiously posting 60 posts on her MySpace Blog. 60 posts in a matter of just a few hours. This is why doing meth while blogging is never a good idea. Actually, this is why doing meth if your name is Courtney Love isn’t a good idea.

CLove accuses her housekeeper, Miriam Torres, of stealing a shit load of her precious designer clothes. She went to Style.com and posted links from fashion shows of every single piece that was allegedly taken from her with a description. Crackie Love also accuses Miriam of taking millions of dollars from her. She writes, “Miriams a cow who is into black magic and took all she could.”

How many times do you think she’s fallen for that Nigerian businessman scam?

I barely got through half of it, because my brains started to crave meth after reading just a few of her entries. I’m surprised everybody around CLove isn’t on some kind of hardcore drug. It’s the only way to deal with her insanity.

Court’s mood also goes from “suicidal depression in the midst of opulence” to “Krimping.”

You can read the whole thing for yourself here. It’s f*&#d. This is what happens when OCD, meth, CLove and a MacBook collide in a bad, bad way. Somebody take the internet away from her.

[From Dlisted]

You can read the entries from yesterday here. To say they’re absolutely insane is an understatement. I think Courtney removed at least some of what she posted, because there’s no longer any mention of “Miriam’s a cow.” It’s also unclear if she’s listing all the pieces of clothing Miriam stole, or clothing she just likes. She seems to fawn over a lot of it, but it appears to be just admiration for many of them. There are references to owning and wearing things, but it’s unclear how they’re connected to Miriam the maid.

The woman is so off her rocker and her thoughts are really scattered. The whole thing reads like a bipolar mania nightmare, and it’s just exhausting to go through. Courtney is easily the worst writer I’ve ever read. Not just in the “she has poor grammar” sense, but in the “I can taste purple in the air” sense. She writes like a crazy person – it’s all you can think about when you read her words. I don’t blame this maid for being pissed at her. I can’t imagine she’s a reasonable person to work for. Of course I’m also assuming the maid is a figment of Courtney’s imagination.

Here’s Courtney shopping away t Cross Creek in Malibu on September 16th. Images thanks to Fame.

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