Amy Winehouse. Addict. Dead. Tragic.
Peaches Geldof. Addict. Dead. Tragic.
Pete Doherty. Addict. Not (yet?) dead.
And alive enough to prove the cliche that f***ed up junkies would prostitute their own mother if that could pay for their next fix.
There is no knowing who wrote her name and number in blood, but the person named isn’t here to confirm or deny. How very convenient when you’ve got something to sell.
I’m calling bullsh!t on this one.
Anyone who’s ever dealt with addiction (either being addicted themselves or living with someone who is/was) knows how addicts will use, abuse and manipulate anything to serve their purpose. It’s the a$$holery that comes with addiction.
Tragic? Nah. Sick.