Being a newly single and depressed celebrity in New York City isn’t all bad; it’s actually a great way to stay under the starfucker radar. Worn, bulky clothes like this found on the kitchen floor and thrown on haphazardly help one blend in with the wadded newspapers and strewn garbage of the city. This way, you may sadly wander the dirty streets in peace. But stay away from the bridges.
Is that Heathe? If it is he looks like shit.
Cobain? You look pretty awesome for a corpse. If that’s Heath than you look like a dead guy.
Those pants are too baggy and his messenger bag is ugly and crappy and his hair sucks and his sunglasses suck and he looks dumb and I hate him and I hate Park Slope. The End.
I’d like to take him home and give him a nice warm sits-bath!
i’d make out with him too SS…with his penis. woof.