Did homophobia in Whitney Houston’s family help to destroy the late singer’s life? It’s a shame she had to diminish her star to let fragile egos thrive.
The Jacksons were the real thing. Fuck the Osmonds. I could hardly contain the singing of my secret song for Marlon. Everyone else could scream for Michael, I was there for Marlon. I’d been growing my Afro for months.
