Sunshine

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a for amanda. the playlist keeps changing but i do not. i like what i do whatever i always do. dancing in the rain, sucking it up. gimme the sun now, i'l love you to bits.

Saturday, December 25, 2004

It's Christmas! I have mourned for her and I think she would love to see us jumping up and down again like before. Though you have gone, I am still happy for you as you''ve been relieved of the pain. Merry Christmas to you! And to everyone out there!! (up and below)