"Justin Bieber, on drugs again, about a week ago in jail, is he out of control?" A moan escapes his soft lips as he throw his vodka bottle in the tv. Guess what? He doesn't care about the tv. He doesn't care at all. Money isn't his problem, he could buy 1000 tvs if he wants to. The problem is and stays in his heart. With the time he does anything only to get over his past. Even tho it won't help. But again, he doesn't care. He puts on his sunglasses to cover up his red eyes and runs emotionsless through the flash lights.