Bobbi Kristina Parented to Death

When you’re in a family that lies incessantly about drug use, they seem to get even worse. The sole offspring of two self-obsessed snorting and smoking entertainers never stood a chance. It’s one thing when some weak willed adult picks up the pipe to face down their imagined burdens. It’s another when a kid is raised on them by fucked up parents who crave rock and fame over comforting their own child. Nobody put a gun to her head and told her to fuck around with shit that will cause your heart to stop in the bathtub. They just told her it was her super happy baby food and momma would be back next Tuesday covered in vomit to unlock her from her room. Now it’s time she was unplugged and let go into her inevitable. At the after party I’d love to watch a game of Russian roulette between parents who think it’s modern to share drug dealers with their kids.

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