So I was back to Cameron's house in Virginia this weekend, and I spent all of yesterday morning and afternoon sitting in front of VH1 with Cousin Jenny
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Now, Cousin Jenny and I kept talking about that being the best Backstreet song/video ever (and I will always associate it with this fat male stripper in New Orleans singing "Am I not sexual?" to me, and insisting I answer in the affirmative), but they never even had a second from it. Weird, right?
But that evanescence shit cannot happen. Man, I hate that group.
i think it's a big personality determinant, which line of that you find funniest. for my sister, it's "am i sexual?" for me, on the other hand, it's "am i original?" (flaccid reply) "yeeeeeeeh."
whereas for me, it's the totality of the thing- the fact that these boys, who are supposedly at the top of the world, adored the world over, still need that much more validation. "Am I sexual? Am I original? Am I the only one? Please please please tell me that I am loved, special and adored." It will still not be enough.
and then they are totally like shitty white-trash highschool boyfriends because it's "am i everything you need? you better rock your body now." like, "Validate me, but don't expect me to rock your body, bitch. I ain't doin NOTHIN for you."
Absolutely! That's the thing, they are all really bad backstreet boyfriends, because "[they] want it that way", and of course it is only what they want that counts. They keep announcing their presence ("Backstreet's Back!"), and they announce that they have it going on, and you're supposed to quit playing games with their heart, but what the fuck did they ever do it for you? You know? I hate you, mom!
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Weird, right?
But that evanescence shit cannot happen. Man, I hate that group.
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"Am I sexual? Am I original? Am I the only one? Please please please tell me that I am loved, special and adored."
It will still not be enough.
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That's the thing, they are all really bad backstreet boyfriends, because "[they] want it that way", and of course it is only what they want that counts. They keep announcing their presence ("Backstreet's Back!"), and they announce that they have it going on, and you're supposed to quit playing games with their heart, but what the fuck did they ever do it for you? You know?
I hate you, mom!
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