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February 2017



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bad girls marlene make my day

i promise i'm not trying to make your life harder

So, I'm reasonably confident that the Police's "Every Breath You Take" is a savvy enough song to know just how deeply sophipathological it is. I'm pretty confident about Blondie's "One Way Or Another." (Still amuses me that the first couple of seasons of Farscape use a modified but identifiable version of the riff in the theme. Because yeah.) 

And I know Sarah McLachlan's "Possession" does, because she wrote it that way on purpose.

I'm willing to give unreliable narrators a lot of benefit of the doubt, and people in art do not exist to be role models.

Dido's "White Flag," on the other hand...

I'm pretty sure this song does not know how fucked up it is. I'm just saying. And I'm pretty sure the object of the song needs a restraining order.

...It is pretty, though.


It also reinforces the notion that love is forever and eternal, that how you feel will never change and in fact shouldn't, or it wasn't real. That's an idea that results in a lot of eighteen-year-olds getting married...and twenty-two-year-olds getting divorced.
Quoted for truth. Some people get lucky first time; some of us require a little practice. And romantic fallacies make that a lot harder to navigate and more confusing.
I have sometimes considered what my life would be like if I'd married my first boyfriend (From when i was 15) or even my first long-term relationship (High school graduation and first year University).

Not remotely as happy. In the first case, I would have known it was a mistake (*that* would only have happened in the equivalent of an arranged marriage scenario, or a world where you're only allowed to like one person), in the latter, possibly not, but wow would I be a different being.