
Lohan WAS Ink Pen's favorite. Ink Pen, to put it simply, bled through the page for Lohan's scratchy voice, easy red carpet poses and irrepressible energy. But, if half of what those kids told TMZ about her drunk driving is true, and it probably is, Lohan's actions and contempt for ordinary people is unforgivable. It's one thing to not give a shit about people, it's another thing to drive 85 or 90 miles an hour, blowing through red lights, on PCH and Santa Monica or Wilshire Blvd.
Lohan only got treatment because she knew she screwed up in a big way and wanted to minimize any jail time for herself. Can we love Lindsay after what she's done? Can we move on with firecrotch in our hearts and on our TV screens? Ink Pen isn's so sure. Ink Pen just doesn't feel the same way anymore.
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