I have a non-sexual man crush on Pete Doherty and I am not ashamed to say it. Every time I see pictures of him all I can think is how awesome the motherfucker is. He bangs models, he’s constantly getting busted for drugs, he’s pretty much the only real rockstar out there who doesn’t give a fuck about anything and when people don’t give a fuck, they are automatically cool to me. I hate all this candy-coated bullshit that all the famous people are part of. All the washing and wearing clean cloths and scandals that are staged for publicity and when they aren’t and people do slip up they issue apology letters and shit to spin the story because they are scared of their public image and it’s not being real, its being slaves to the public because they want to make more money than they already have and keep people working with them instead of just living the life they want to live. They are the McDonald’s of humans and Pete Doherty isn’t because he seems to be doing what he wants and not giving a fuck and I downloaded his Babyshambles album last week and thought it was solid, so dude not only doesn’t give a fuck and lives his life how he wants to but is good at what he does and produces quality music which is all we should really care about.

That said, seeing him shoot up is fucking disgusting, because heroin is the fucking devil. This shit takes over your fucking life and never goes away until you die. It’s so good that it rapes your soul and every time I talk to heroin addicts I just know they are fucked and shit has already killed them and every time someone tells me that they are planning to try heroin for the first time I try to convince them to not do it, because despite it being amazing and always being up for a good fucking time, I can think of other ways to get fucked up that are less abusive.

I remember the first time a friend of mine shot up in front of me and shit was a disaster. He told me that if he overdosed to drag him outside and call 911, but he didn’t. He just sat there like a zombie for about 20 minutes until he decided he needed more. He ended up locking himself in my bathroom for a day and I couldn’t get him out, but he didn’t die he was trying to convince me that he was taking a shit for 6 hours. He ended up dying in his sleep a few years later. He was 27.

If you missed out on getting your Robert Goulet album singed, don’t make the same mistake with Doherty, cuz that shit’s bound to go up in value when he dies, which is probably sooner than he thinks.

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