Saturday, December 27, 2008
Let's start a fight.
And kill all of them losers.
Cause tonight, we seem inseparable.
With every smile you display,
I want to gaze at the stars,
And kiss you, till we're out of breath.
Paramore seems to be creeping beneath my skin and urging, shaking, me into liking their music. What has the world come into? Paramore, Sacha; I don't see the connection.
NEITHER DO I.
But honestly, I think they went to put addictive poison into their music to get me hooked to it. But that's just my theory. Some other people just call it good music. But I'd rather stick with my theory, it's much more reasonable, to me at least.
Jonas still has my heart though. How unexpected.
Not.
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