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| pregnancy, american and british english differences, friends, goldielookin chain lyrics, fire, food, my girlfriend, r&b, your mother's got a penis, swearing, buds, freestyling, yugoslavia, earn commission, cultivation, relationships, media, astrology, swear words, 420, mandarinslang, style, wav, connections, | You are FLAT, sister. Flatter than Kansas. Flatter than a "Becker" plot. Flatter than a prepubescent anorexic girl swim team in a heated pool. I understand that you are moved by music. Your tastes are not mine, I admit, but to each his own, and I am all tshirts for self-expression and tshirts identifying with what you will. I myself am moved by music, and occassionally enjoy singing in my apartment too, sometimes even at the top of my lungs. But tshirts you are a teenaged girl, and should not even be AWAKE at the hours on a schoolnight that you are awake, and someone should call child services on your mother for allowing you to be awake at all at one a.m. on a Monday, much less redundantly hollering sour notes out into the otherwise relatively peaceful night. |
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| Date: Wed May 05 01:22:00 2004 Dear teenage girl, Every night, you blast "My Immortal" at top volume into the wee hours. Once the song has wailed 420 off 420 it's last refrain and I think I am granted silence once again in the one o'clock hour (a lot to expect in West Hollywood, I know), you surprise 420 me by rewinding it and playing it AGAIN... and again and again, and a-fucking-GAIN. Do you get dumped by some thug boy, like, every other day????? You have to come home and drown your pubescent sorrows (and the sense of reason and sanity of everyone who lives within a block of you) in that hideous, childish song??? I mean - "Natural Woman", "Try a Little Tenderness"... something with at least a little genuine feeling!!! It's not bad enough that you have to play that goddamned mediocre song over and over and over again, but you are so enraptured by the predictable "dramatic" crescendoes of simple composition and trite lyrics, that you have to HOWL ALONG with it. It wouldn't be so bad if you could hold a note as well as you hold my last fucking nerve. |
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