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Open Season On Paparazzi's ?

I sit here and wonder how this life went so amuck. Sometimes it has no meaning, just how often does it suck? Your private life gets so invaded. Usually by someone who’s mind is sick and jaded. Think of all the movie stars and other famous ones. They’re stalked like criminals for the things they’ve done. Did they make a pact, or did they sell their soul? To be rich and famous and achieve this awesome goal. They try to disguise their selves and fit in with the crowd. But it never works for them for they were placed upon a cloud. They have to run to foreign shores. Just to taste life as it was before. I think it’s time we give them a break. After all they’re just human for goodness sake. Put your self in these guys shoes. After awhile you get enough to make you sing the blues. They cannot even go out to eat without a camera in their face. Why not give them a break and put yourself in their place. The Paparazzis are to blame. They have no morals or no shame. Their like leaches upon a bare back. Spineless amoebas in their never ending bloodsucking attack. They cause much grief but they don’t care. It’s hard to fight them they are so unfair. I think they should open season on Paparazzis just one day. With no limit, would that be okay?

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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