Amy, honey, they wanted you to go to rehab for a reason. Okay, she looks the teensiest bit like a trannie in 2004, but now she looks like the illegitimate, dope fiend love child of Jughead Jones and
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i prefer her edgy and indie...maybe with a little more meat on them bones. but it's the heroin that does that to you.
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