We've all thought at some point ( i guess ) that it would be so cool to be famous. Free clothes, adoring fans, cool parties. What would there be to hate?
The paperazzi following you everywhere. Everyone judging what you wear. Being called fat or anerexic. Having no privacy. Having people say awful things about you. Could you deal with that every single day?
I certainly couldn't. I wouldn't last a week in the spotlight. I may be a 'nobody' but i like it that way.
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