I think I have seen about a dozen psychiatrists since I moved here. Hollywood is a mean place. You’ve got insane paparazzi chasing stars through red lights, nearly hitting pedestrians, and making my life a hell of a lot harder. My medications don...
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I was posed with a choice. Deicide or genocide. I chose wisely.