the BRUTAL, UGLY truth of my FABULOUS, BEAUTIFUL life.
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09:02 + 16.05.2007 = every pop song on the radio is suddenly speaking to me.
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case in point:
i am suddenly compelled to purchase:
Kelly Clarkson's new album [based on the 'awesome' video and totally ignoring the fact that i didn't find the song the least bit catchy.]
P!nk's new song.
Gwen Stefani's new album/song.
lastly, (and really, the most eye-opening as to how foolish purchasing any of these things is)...
Dashboard Confessional's new album.
[[cos that fucker still owe's me 20 or 40 bucks... and he totally stole my former schtick ["the bruce springsteen of emo"].]]
[[[so we hate him.]]]
though, me being "The Tammy Wynette of emo" totally makes up for it, now.
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