Amy Winehouse Can’t Keep Her Nose Clean
That’s not a metaphor, that sadly folks, is the truth. Amy Winehouse either has taken to snorting powdered sugar, which considering this is the season of baking is possible, or she’s been wharfing huge rails of coke.
The above pic (more here) was taken while Amy was out and about London last night. Mr.Paparazzi also has a very *interesting* picture of the back of Amy’s car. There was a very suspicious looking bag of white powdery substance just sitting there in her trunk. Again, it could be powdered sugar for all those cookies Amy’s been baking, then again Amy doesn’t bake, unless braincells count — so what on earth could it be?
Save your guesses, because it doesn’t matter. What does matter is Amy is slowly quickly destroying her life and doesn’t seem to give a crap. So, guess what, neither do I. No more molly-coddling this dumbass. If you want to destroy your life, break your fans hearts, cheapen your talent and be an all-around drug-addled douchebag, go for it. I am sick of feeling sorry for you. Your husband Blake’s a scofflaw, a loser and ultimately a scumbag. You are an idiot. Please stop feeling sorry for yourself and shoving crap up your nose or in your veins. Better yet, do us all a favor and wharf that whole bag of coke, cook up a big old heaping spoonful of heroin and chase it down with a bottle of cheap vodka, ya know why? ‘Cuz you suck.
At least Billy Holiday had the decency to not walk around flaunting her addiction, or Ray Charles, or Johnny Cash for that matter. What is it Amy, are you trying to romanticize your life by going out the way of your so called peers? Trust me, as they look down at you from heaven they are shaking their heads in mutual disgust at your pathetic life. Shame on you and the crappy example you’ve set for your fans, and any young person who might have looked up to you for your talent. Disgusting.
(Editor’s note: To those who are all in twitter over my post, save your insipid vitriol - because I don’t care. This is my opinion, you don’t like what I have to say about worthless junkies who sh*t all over their talent, go barf your nonsense all over some other site.)
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I hit this page by accident on a Google search. Thank God I don’t have to come back here… you heartless lowlife.
Perhaps karma will dictate that one day you may be in a corner and desperately in need fo love and help. Here’s hoping you don’t get it. You are sickening.
Comment by JB — December 6, 2007 @ 12:59 pm
Oh shut up. What is so desperate about Amy Winehouse? She has enough money to buy a huge bag of coke and I should feel sorry for her? F*ck off dumbass. I feel sorry for starving children, homeless people, struggling single parents, abused children and the forgotten and sick elderly, AIDS orphans, so on and so forth.
I DON’T feel sorry for self-indulgent nitwits who waste their talent by wallowing in their own fecal matter.
Please don’t come back you moron.
Comment by D — December 6, 2007 @ 1:05 pm
I hate to say I agree with you. I love Amy’s voice, her music, but…I can’t feel sorry for her anymore. Nothin’ romantic about it. I just feel like I’m listening to a dead person when I play her CD.
Comment by QL — December 6, 2007 @ 2:08 pm
By this time next year, I predict we’ll be watching a VH1 “Behind the Music” special on the short, self-destructive life of one Ms. Amy Winehouse.
I GET it — everyone has their own personal demons to deal with, some deal with them worse than others, and some don’t deal with them at all. But unless someone is holding a gun to your head and forcibly sticking that needle in your arm, everything we do is our choice. The majority of us are equipped with the capacity for that brief split-second of inner dialogue whereupon we ask ourselves if what we’re about to do is a good idea.
It’s called personal responsibility, people, and there comes a time in everyone’s life when they’ve got to own up to the things they’ve done or pay the price.
In other words, in the end, it’s Amy’s responsibility to take care of Amy. If she can’t (or won’t) then sadly, she’ll most likely suffer the consequences of her own excess.
Comment by crazymom — December 6, 2007 @ 2:15 pm
I’ve always suspected that there exists a plane of rarified celebrity where you could actually start paying people to wipe your nose. What this proves to me is that that plane does in fact exist and, unfortunately, Amy seems to have fallen off of it. She can no longer scrape up enough syncophantic celebre-suck followers to garantee one with a kleenex.
Comment by Kati — December 6, 2007 @ 2:33 pm
I don’t want to be disgusted with Amy, but honestly, blatant and habitual drug use can not continue to be condoned through sympathy. If she wants sympathy, go into rehab, get off the junk and then come back. I will be your champion and your cheerleader, until then, bugger off Amy.
Comment by D — December 6, 2007 @ 3:03 pm
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