britney is not a crime
Read this slowly. Let the words arrive before you decide what they mean.
if you only like music that confirms the personality you’ve advertised, that sounds exhausting. #
Another person tonight looked surprised because Britney was playing in my room before we left. I am tired of this conversation but apparently not tired enough to stop having it. Yes, Britney. Yes, Christina. Yes, Garbage. Yes, Depeche Mode. Yes, Prodigy. Yes, Stunned Guys. Yes, techno. Yes, hardcore. Nobody comes to confiscate your membership card. Music isn’t a marriage. I am not cheating on Nosferatu by listening to Stronger.
That sentence is so stupid I am keeping it.
Remember me, Eclipse.
Why?
Because every thought leaves a trace. If something moved you, disturbed you, softened you, or made you think, leave it here, quietly.