Remember how Kirsten Stewart doesn't care about being loved or hated because "it doesn't keep me from doing my s--t"? Well, that hasn't changed.
During an in-depth interview with Vanity Fair France, the actress (who also snagged the September issue cover!) revealed that she does feel a certain way about how things are handled in the media, but the stories and constant craving to know what's going on in her private life doesn't affect the 24-year-old because—well, to put it in K.Stew's words—no one knows "d--k s--t" about what's happening.
C'mon, did you expect anything less from K.Stew? Exactly. Anyway, here's what she had to say about the press:
I never really thought of anything in terms of designing a career. I never tried to shape people's perspectives of me, which is something that a lot of people do. There are certain actors and artists who want to be a certain kind of actor or certain kind of artist, and I'm really not like that. I have very much fallen into every situation, every creative and not creative experience, that I have delved into, based on gut. Therefore true regret can never eat at me. In terms of what people consume about you and then subsequently how they shape their opinion of you, none of it is wrong. It's all a varied assortment of whatever flavors they've picked up at the newsstand or in the theater or on the Internet. But that literally is something that is not designed by me and so it's not something that bothers me. But I don't want to add to this already pre-existing, enormous mound of salacious bulls--t that isn't real. That's not me defending anything. That's true. Just being in the middle of it it's weird to comment on it. But I feel oddly capable of stepping outside and going, "Isn't it obvious to everyone?" I mean, it's fun, like Valentine says in Sils Maria. The stories are fun, but do you not realize that there are characters that have been cast in the media and people like to get their weekly fill on these stories. It's like soap opera. I try not to let it mess with me, because my true personal life, as much as people think they know about it, they don't know d--k s--t. Who could? By the way, nobody knows. Nobody knows what the f--k is going on. You're going to die. You're going to lay next to the people that you know the most in life, the people that you're going to grow old with. But you're going to lay next to them in the middle of the night deeply curious about them and who they are, because nobody f--king knows anything.
Alrighty then.