I go in and out of Amy Winehouse obsessions. This time I can't stop paying extra attention to her, perhaps because she died. I don't know, I had this weird NEED to listen to Back to Black, an album I previously didn't care for (with the exception of "Tears Dry On Their Own"). So yeah, now she's dead and I'm obsessed. I literally want to cry that I couldn't get to know her. It kind of makes me feel a little anxious about meeting Jenny Lewis in this lifetime.
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anyways.
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