velvet skies
these days, i don't even know myself very well anymore. one moment i'm deliriously happy ladida, the other i'm a ballistic stark-raving mad psycho, while most of the time i'm just stuck in emotional grey-zone. like the Living Dead.
and i'm kinda tired of myself.
well, since they say ur playlist reveals a lot more of who you are (sometimes more than you would like). so wat do my recent song choices say about my state of mind now?
Los Lonely Boys
Scissor Sisters
David Tao
Lisa Ono
J-Lo
(and i'm tired of listing already, as if i'm trying to prove anything. bah)
Scissor Sisters, by the way, is a gorgeous band. and they're relatively new, so u can jump onto the bandwagon now. Los LonelyBoys is so heart-wrenchingly sunshiney feelgood i can only dream of being the senorita they're serenading to.
and also on a completely different note, please try to catch Mysterious Skin if you're already 21 years old cos we need a mind-jolting, nerve-numbing, conscience-strickening (is there such a word?) film once in a while. to remind us of how completely beastly humans can be. and the fact that we can easily sink into such depths of inhumanity if we're not careful.
finally i have to say this : i cannot stand the recent bumper crop of sensitive male souls crooning sensitive lovelorn songs. insipid lyrics like "you're beautiful it's true.. " (repeat 10000 times) are driving me crazy. where's your manhood! grow up and be more macho already.
which is the exact reason why i detested John Mayer. Your Body is a Wonderland??!! EEWW. good grief, even Boy George and Elton John combined have more testosterone than these boys.
no offense to those who adore them tho. it's just me, being absolutely disappointed with the lack of masculinity in the other gender.
sometimes i fantasize bout a caveman who wields a huge club in one hand and drags me by the locks in the other. someone who grunts more than he speaks, and takes care of me in a silent, behind-the-scenes kind of way rather than asking me if i am okay how i am doing ALL the time. a real man who spends more time out there doing his own thing than trotting about in the house kay-pohing and nagging.
guys just talk way too much these days.
and i'm kinda tired of myself.
well, since they say ur playlist reveals a lot more of who you are (sometimes more than you would like). so wat do my recent song choices say about my state of mind now?
Los Lonely Boys
Scissor Sisters
David Tao
Lisa Ono
J-Lo
(and i'm tired of listing already, as if i'm trying to prove anything. bah)
Scissor Sisters, by the way, is a gorgeous band. and they're relatively new, so u can jump onto the bandwagon now. Los LonelyBoys is so heart-wrenchingly sunshiney feelgood i can only dream of being the senorita they're serenading to.
and also on a completely different note, please try to catch Mysterious Skin if you're already 21 years old cos we need a mind-jolting, nerve-numbing, conscience-strickening (is there such a word?) film once in a while. to remind us of how completely beastly humans can be. and the fact that we can easily sink into such depths of inhumanity if we're not careful.
finally i have to say this : i cannot stand the recent bumper crop of sensitive male souls crooning sensitive lovelorn songs. insipid lyrics like "you're beautiful it's true.. " (repeat 10000 times) are driving me crazy. where's your manhood! grow up and be more macho already.
which is the exact reason why i detested John Mayer. Your Body is a Wonderland??!! EEWW. good grief, even Boy George and Elton John combined have more testosterone than these boys.
no offense to those who adore them tho. it's just me, being absolutely disappointed with the lack of masculinity in the other gender.
sometimes i fantasize bout a caveman who wields a huge club in one hand and drags me by the locks in the other. someone who grunts more than he speaks, and takes care of me in a silent, behind-the-scenes kind of way rather than asking me if i am okay how i am doing ALL the time. a real man who spends more time out there doing his own thing than trotting about in the house kay-pohing and nagging.
guys just talk way too much these days.
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