Like a giant Punk'd episode.
Especially when it's someone who seemed immortal, like Michael Jackson, or someone young, like today's tragedy, Brittany Murphy.
Celebrities just seem like they're always going to be around. They can't die; they're them. You know? Miley Cyrus, Taylor swift, Ashton Kutcher, Madonna, Beyonce...can you imagine if they died tomorrow? I know for a fact I wouldn't believe it until I saw a body or something. Even then, I'm sure I could convince myself it's a dummy or another person.
Strange.
And for some reason, Brittany's death has really gotten to me. She was only thirty. I use to think that was pretty old, but now, being more then half of that, I know it's not. And it makes me sad. And scared.
I didn't know her personally of course, but I want her to come back.
and for the record, my favorite movie she starred in was Uptown Girls.
And I don't give a rat's ass how bad the reviews were.
I loved it.
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