If it looks like horse shit and smells like horse shit, well...

Think what you will of me, but I really couldn't care less about Brittany Murphy dying. People die every single day, and everyone well wishes a woman who made millions being a bad actress? It's unnerving. No, it's actually a steaming pile of horse shit. Please note the fact that I feel sorry for her family and close friends. A loss is a loss, and the pain of losing a loved one is not one I'd wish upon a person.
As I was saying! Four United States troops were killed on November 23rd of this year in Afghanistan. Did I see any status updates on them? Did it even make the news? Can one of you name any of those four soldiers for me? Is anyone even reading this? Probably not. There were funerals. Mothers and wives buried their sons and husbands, received flags, and that's it.
I honestly hate living in a place where celebrities are your saviors and everyone else goes unnoticed. Oh, you miss Brittany Murphy dearly? You loved her so much? That's really deep. Did she ever tell you a secret? Do you know what she smelled like? Did she act different when you were alone as opposed to when her friends were around? Brittany Murphy didn't give two shits about you. Oh, and, I just love that she is now apparently your favorite actress of all time. Did Uptown Girls just change your whole life? It was Little Black Book for me. Life changing, man.

I'm going to tell you about a woman. Her name was Nicole. She was like the mother I always wanted, or thought I needed. I loved her. She had an extraordinary family - very rooted. She was diagnosed with lung cancer in February of 2006. It took a while, but radiation was going great. We thought she had beaten the odds, considering when they found the tumor it was the size of a softball. Everything looked to be wonderful. December of 2006, Nicole was informed her lung cancer was not beaten, and had spread to her brain. She died the following January.
This woman made such an impact on me, my life won't ever be the same again. She taught me how to maneuver California freeways during rush hour. She showed me that yes, I can appreciate a good boxed wine. And most importantly, she loved me, unconditionally. Her love didn't hold conditions for anyone. She gave and gave and gave, and never once did she take. She had a large family, and enough friends to share, and those are the only ones who knew her. The only ones who prayed for her. We were the ones consoling each other, speaking of her pure awesomeness. None of you fuck-twits. Nobody else knew. She didn't get every fucking headline in the country online and one paper. Maybe she should have been a drug addict. Ha!
She is one of millions who go every day. Children, mothers, aunts, doctors, scientists, mailmen, etc...

Go pray for your actress. It's just one more shitty, wasteful thing to add to your shitty, wasteful list of things already done in your shitty, wasteful life.
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