R.Kelly talking about his divorce:
“As the film credits started to roll, I couldn’t move. I burst into tears. People walking past me patted me on the back, trying to console me. ‘The Notebook’ was beautiful, and I was crying because its hero and heroine had died together. But I was also crying because I remembered a Valentine’s Day — when a helicopter dropped a rainfall of roses — that had come and gone … My marriage had died. And there was nothing I could do to bring it back.”
How many lives will you have to take until you are satisfied, The Notebook? ALL OF THEM? Please, everyone, take this anecdote from R. Kelly’s new memoir, Soulacoaster: The Diary of Me, which is a perfect name foranyone’s memoir.