
I often wonder how weird it must be for a huge rockstar type person to go from standing on a stage in front of 50 thousand adoring fans to hanging out at their mother’s dinner table, surrounded by unimpressed relatives, getting yelled at for putting their cigarette out in their uneaten mashed potatoes. We all go through it to some… Read More ▶







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