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This isn't entertainment. This is someone literally teetering on the edge of a very steep cliff before our eyes. And I can't take my eyes away because I know that except for the grace of God, there go I.
it makes sense that he's defending a coworker against all reason
if you had that money and she didn't, she'd be just another meth head, only in a Lousiana trailer park; and you wouldn't be nearly as fucked up as she is, up in your Beverly Hills mansion.
the general public is supposed to feel necessearily sorry for celebrity drug addicts, so as to clean one's conscience and not give a shit about less famous, less attractive drug addicts