Crazy
I had dreams last night about 80s videos. The Child woke me up because she was cold. Could have had something to do with the fact that she'd thrown all her blankets on the floor. I got her all cozy again and went back to bed and dreamed about a terrorist attack. Deciding that I'd rather dream about videos, even if it meant I was obsessed, I switched channels in my subconcious. And I woke up with this song on my mind:
Labels: The Child
cobbled together by Moi at 8:51 AM
2 Comments:
OMG, all of the angst of my teenage existence, boiled and reduced like so much beef stock into three minutes of ennui and longing.
Bloody brilliant, that.
Teen angst soup...that's bloody brilliant.
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