*sobbing a thank you*
*sobbing a thank you*
One of the hardest things I’ve ever done was admit to myself and my counselor that I was, in fact, an addict who needed help. Overcoming and swallowing your shame can be a killer.
So sad and unnecessary to lose such a talented man at only age 39.
If addiction don’t get you, the stigma will.
I lost one of my best friend of over 20 years the same way.
As a recovered alcoholic I can say please get medical help if you stop drinking. I had to be hospitalized three days before going to rehab to prevent this. Don’t be ashamed, and don’t think you can automatically do it on your own.
Withdrawal does really, really bad shit to the body — sometimes worse than the original drug.
:-( :-( Nelson Ellis seemed like a legitimately good dude, in the few interviews I had seen with him. Obviously he was an outrageously talented actor too (he was for a very long time the only watchable thing on True Blood, which I couldn’t watch past the 4th season or so). It sucks when people struggle with things…
Make that three spoons...
Can you ever hear your neighbors doing things like watching TV, having sex, etc? Thats your baseline.
*leaves the corner, reaches for ice cream and two spoons*
Here’s another way to think of it:
And the rest with accessory after the act.
Yup. The whole “could shoot somebody in the middle of Times Square” thing wasn’t a brag, it was a prophesy.
These fuckers need to be charged with treason.
If they’re trying to convince me that he doesn’t have Alzheimer’s and the only person who can manage him is his daughter, they’re failing. Miserably.
What, was the Secretary of State, the Deputy Secretary of State, the Ambassador to the UN, the Vice President, the National Security Advisor, Trump’s bodyguard and the mailman all occupied?
It makes me sick how we’re all supposed to mindlessly buy into Daughter Dingus’ pathetic phony creation myth, like she’s anything more than a spoiled little airhead who owes everything she has to the money her awesome daddy swiped from other people. Look at her, sitting there with that moronic pucker on her plastic…