Its funny how most of us seemed to get the sexual reference, and yet we still clicked on the thread...
Anyways. I have this really nice glass angel on top of my tree, and no presents yet, but still got a week or so
Here in this cold white room tied up to these machines, it's hard to imagine life as it used to be. Laughing, screaming, tumbling queen... Like the most amazing light show you've ever seen. Whirling, swirling, never blue... How could you go and die? What a selfish thing to do...
RIP Jason