I’m willing to go out on a limb here and guess that most stories of kindness do not begin with drug addicted celebrity bad boys.
Mine does.
His name is Robert Downey Jr.
You’ve probably heard of him. You may or may not be a fan, but I am, and I was in the early 90’s when this story takes place.
It was at a garden party for the ACLU of Southern California. My stepmother was the executive director, which is why I was in attendance without having to pay the $150 fee. It’s not that I don’t support the ACLU, it’s that I was barely twenty and had no money to speak of.
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)my mom once told me there are 40 years old men out on the internet pretending to be 16 years old girls just to kidnap and rape me
she never told me about the 16 years old girls who want to kidnap and rape 40 years old men
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I kept saying this is not a wound, this is a scar. This is not somebody who’s hurt, this is somebody who’s stopped feeling in order to never be hurt again.
— David Fincher
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I love how Andrew wore a fucking suit and tie to the Kids Choice Awards but tonight he wore a half sleve button up without a jacket.

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