Is it really so wrong?
Is it really so wrong to feel that you deserve something good in life? Is it really so wrong to feel like you don’t want to be used anymore? Is it really so wrong to ask just for a LITTLE bit of time? Is it really so wrong to feel so confused? Is it really so wrong to have standards?
Hula Hoop - Call Off
I’m head over heels for this soul-flavored indie jam. It may have just saved my afternoon. Lalalalalala lalalalalala lalalalalala LA LA!!
Hat tip to yewknee’s The Grip mixtape for this find.
emma:
MGMT - “Congratulations”
New album, Congratulations, will be available April 13th.
IMMUZIKATION “Giving Up the Alp”
Vampire Weekend and Yeasayer? Totally digging it.
Owen Pallett - Keep The Dog Quiet (Simon Bookish Remix)
Owen Pallett
BLACK CAT, Washington DC
April 15th, 8pm, $15
On sale Friday, February 5th
Stream of Consciousness #1
I’m sitting here on my bed, listening to A Fine Frenzy. I’m upset with myself. Last night my boyfriend said he didn’t want to see me this weekend. He said he wanted to hang out with his friends. I got upset because this weekend of all weekends, I really felt I needed to be with him. I haven’t gone to school in awhile and being with my boyfriend gives me a lot of hope and courage. I might actually have to attend school tomorrow. And I’m a nervous wreck. Last night I cried myself to sleep. As a matter of fact, as I’m typing this now, I’m tearing up. I guess you could call me very emotional. I try to reign in my feelings, because most of the time they get me in some sort of trouble. I need to apologize to him tonight, because I acted like a real bitch to him. Before he signed offline he said he loved me, despite the fact that I was acting stupid. I said bye. Without telling him I loved him back. Which I do. A lot. I feel like I would do anything in the world for him. And I realised that if i love him so much, it shouldn’t be a big deal to let him hang out with his friends for a change. I mean, he needs a social life, too.
I wish I had a social life. My life sort of revolves around my depression and my boyfriend. And while I love my boyfriend, I feel it’s unhealthy that I don’t see my friends very often. Not that I have many friends. I do keep in touch with a few online, but that’s just keeping in touch. Sigh.
I wonder how much my boyfriend actually loves me. I know he does love, but I wonder how much? Is it as much as I love him? Because I love him to pieces. I can’t explain how much I love him. Despite his random immaturities, and the fact that we absolutely have nothing in common except for the mutual attraction for one another, I love him. I really do. And I wish I could be with him right now.
