Tuesday, January 15, 2008

I can't decide


whether Alphaville's 'Forever Young' reminds me of my own mortality because it's a sadly poignant video coupled with a well-written pop song about the inevitability of death or if it's because I was eight when it came out.

Whichever the case, what kind of bitches does this guy fuck?

Answer: any bitches he wants. This truth is self evident.

Staring full bore into another business failure of my own design, all I can think of is that I don't want to be forever young, but I do want the last three years of my life back. Help me 80s synth pop band, help me achieve oblivion and oneness with the universe.

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