"Go get your knife. Now kiss me.
I could float here forever.
In this mood, we can't touch the floor.
Cause in here, we're all anemic.
Anemic and sweet."
I fuckin' love when you like a song, and then after listening to it a few times, you go "Wait. Is that (name of artist) singing in the background? No. Couldn't be." And the it fuckin IS. Dance Gavin Dance has done it to me twice.
I listened to "Uneasy Hearts Weigh The Most", and I'm like "Is that the guy from Gatsby's American Dream? No. No fuckin way man." And it was.
Then I listened to the next song on the album, "Caviar". After a while, I'm like "Man that sounds like Chino Moreno from the Deftones, but that's a ridiculous idea." Then sure as shit it was. I am in awe.
I need a girlfriend.
My life is changing. I should as well. I'll start my search in the waiting room at my psych evaluation. Sad. But true. All this time I've complained about only attracting girls that have as many psychological problems as I do, and I failed to realize...that's as good as it gets for me. lol. Kindred spirits aligned by stardust and shit.
I wish I knew how to pole dance. |
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