Well, my mom went to rehab a lot. Didn't do anything but make her hide her habits.
Seems you, Amy Winehouse, now know my mom's fate. But yours was sooner in life and you were consciously aware it might be coming. Sigh.
Not much surprises me anymore.
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- A Blue Theoret.
- One Day, I shall be a Hero.
- Lethargy is For the Dead.
- They tried to make her go to rehab, she said...
- I like this penny better. It fits in my pocket, too.
- Colden like the gold.
- Being manic and knowing you're manic is like being...
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- In sync with a novel written by a single people.
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