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No Voice Like Hers.


I’m sort of shocked she lived as long as she did with all the domestic abuse she suffered through and the drugs she abused. Then to finally be on a semi right path and (potentially) drown in the tub because you’ve taken too many prescribed Xanax and had a few too many beers or cocktails before the grammy’s. Damn that sucks.

Here is one of my favorite – peppy Whitney songs. We don’t need all the lovey sad mushyness her passing brings us enough of that. When I heard she died I immediately thought oh shit he killed her this time, haha sorry Bobby Brown!

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