There's nothing I can think of that I'd rather do each year on Saturday May 29 than pour a few glasses of red and listen to Jeff Buckley and smile, laugh and cry. I've been loving the man for ten years now and I can guarantee I'll still love him on the day I die.
Jeff, next year, I promise I will have this picture framed and on my wall. Love.
Jeff, next year, I promise I will have this picture framed and on my wall. Love.
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