Man... It's a bad year to be famous. RIP Prince. RIP Chyna.
Ben Folds' "Rockstar" feels appropriate right now. It doesn't have to do with either of these people specifically, but more with the nature of how society kind of cycles through famous people. I imagine that the most talented entertainers must be loved so much because they really put their whole selves into what they do, which must feel like an awesome drug but incredibly exhausting. No wonder so many of them fade too soon.
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