Dear Charlie Sheen:

Get a freaking grip. Please for the love of God. For your innocent children. They do not deserve this behavior from their father. You are a crazy ass junky. You don't look well. You're not well. Have you looked in the mirror lately?? You look like death. You're knocking on death's door. Take an honest couple of weeks and get away from everyone, and sober up. Look at the mess you've created, and let someone help you. Actions have consequences. You've cost people their jobs. You've lost your kids. You've lost friends, family. What's next? You're life?

Step away from the internet! And the machetes. And the drugs.

You're NOT "winning" moron!

Drugs are bad kids, drugs are bad.