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*CENSORED* I want to write a message to you everyday at 10 o'clock in the evening *CENSORED*
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There's something irresistibly 90s about Hurts. It's partly their sound, their look, it's... it's mostly the feeling when you first listen to their songs - that you have listened to it a hundred times before, that it's a favourite of yours you're revisiting after a time, but also rediscovering, seeing in a whole new light. or maybe I'm rambling.
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somedays you just feel like fondling your way up atop a human pyramid of dirty horny fuckers. purely as a vantage point, of course. for mister right, up there on his high and mighty pedestal. somedays you just can't go wrong with some Kylie.
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4am in that ditzy queer club. Dark, humid, smelly, your black t-shirt is stuck on you with sweat, all your friends have pulled and abandoned you, everyone worth a look has paired off and fucked off to the toilets, and the guy you've been eyeing all night is snogging some retard in a corner. Face facts, take center-stage, feel the old weathered bass vibrate through you, your heart sync to the beat, let your arms go, loosen your hips, close your eyes... dance like a fucking spastic... dance on your own. and if you happen to show off a bit and hope he notices you, well, you're only human - and drunk :)
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fourteen and thirteen have been a struggle to choose. but then, I hear this and I think...
why'd it take so long to know...
(I need somebody to love me. Yeah, I want somebody nice, see the boy I once was in my eyes)
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In some alternate Fringe universe I caved in to my dark pathetic no-self-respect self and put Kanye in my #15 spot. In this universe, level heads prevailed and that particular post-that-will-never-be-mentioned-again was deleted and burned for exemplification.
Let's turn our backs to crass vulgarity and commercialisation and dickhead-ness, let's play something with... class. Janelle Monαe, magnifiqua!! the antidote to ugliness
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