I know, I know. Amy Winehouse was a junkie. A mess. Everyone saw this coming. Blah blah blah. Regardless, her music got me through some tough times in my life. And without her, the word "f*ckery" would not be in my vocabulary.
So thank you, Amy.
I never filled out the "Where will you be in 10 years?" question in my high school yearbook. I had better things to do...like read philosophical texts regarding the state of govern- nah, I'm kidding. I was too lazy to turn it in on time. I actually think I lost the form in my locker. But if I HAD turned it in, it would have consisted of either A) a terrible lyric from Dave Matthews Band or B) something resembling these.