Shit was almost as bad as when I shot heroin with Jim Morrison... he just never got up. Although reusing the heroin mixed with his blood was the greatest high I ever felt. Too bad none of you will ever experience it though, because he is dead.
Amy Winehouse, I miss you so much. You were the best two minutes of my life, made even better by the fact I was married. If there is some form of after life and you can read this from there, I'm sorry I spiked your drink, used your body and left your body in the hotel unconcious and didn't even call the ambulance. I'm now stuck here wondering what could've been. I miss you!
Fig 1. Sexy has a face.
Sorry guys, just had to get so much off my mind, heroin and jazz. By the way, new album in three days. Get it.