024. Can I really?

[glassesgenius]

I'm your biggest fan
I'll follow you until you love me
Papa-Paparazzi
Baby there's no other superstar
You know that I'll be your-
Papa-Paparazzi

Promise I'll be kind
But I won't stop until that boy is mine
Baby you'll be famous
Chase you down until you love me
Papa-Paparazzi

-- Paparazzi by Lady Gaga

*Sigh*

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Comments

[knuckleserve]

I like that song. ...But that you're posting those lyrics isn't good. >P

[glassesgenius]

What's that supposed to mean?

[[have you heard it? it's cute XD]]

[knuckleserve]

Emo kids post lyrics.

[ yeah! I really like what Lady GaGa's music from what I've heard of her's. XD ]

[glassesgenius]

Oh please. I post lyrics because they are a form of poetry. And I'm too lazy to find a poem that says the same thing, when I have a song on my playlist that does the job.

[knuckleserve]

Why use someone else's words for how you feel? >\

[glassesgenius]

Good question.

I'm not entirely sure. Probably because it's easier to feel less connected to the situation than I am?

Perhaps I -am- emoing =/.

[knuckleserve]

Don't do that. >P I'll have to kick your ass otherwise.

[glassesgenius]

Oh dear. I'm -so- scared.

[knuckleserve]

Only Trent knows how you feel.

[glassesgenius]

Who is Trent? I was kidding.

[knuckleserve]

...Nothing. Just stop thinking about it so much. >P You say you're a tensai, so know when to back out or something.

[glassesgenius]

...okay then.

[glassesgenius]

Okay then.

[knuckleserve]

...What's the second comment for?