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A short rant (that's not really short) on why I was upset with Louis Tomlinson two days ago, why I continue to be upset with him today, and why I am damn well allowed to be.

Fame changes people.

I have watched countless times where stars that, in my childhood, I idolised and looked up to, fell apart before my eyes, became conceited assholes to perfect strangers, and became just another news story on a Tuesday episode of Access Hollywood.

Celebrities and mainstream musicians are often handed everything on a silver platter. They’re rich, successful, and attractive to a wide range of people. Of course, everyone changes over their lifetime, and even in the course of a few months, people can change drastically in respect to personality, outlook, appearance, and mental state. Some changes are good, while others… well, not so much. Sometimes, that change for the worse is quite unavoidable, and said famous person along with those close to them have no idea the process is even happening until it’s too late. 

Louis Tomlinson is no exception to this phenomenon.

Allow me to explain my flood of thoughts.

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