"this is because i can spell konfusion with a k and i like it
it's to dying in another's arms and why I had to try it
it's to jimmy eat world and those nights in my car
when the first star you see may not be a star
I'm not your star isn't that what you said
what you thought this song meant
and if this is what it takes just to lie in my mistakes
and live with what i did to you and all the hell I put you through
I always catch the clock it's 11:11
and now you want to talk
it's not hard to dream
you'll always be my konstantine
konstantine, they'll never hurt you like i do
no they'll never hurt you like i do no, no, no no no no no no" -Something Corporate

So yeah, seeing that song on someone's itunes playlist reminded me how I used to listen to that song blasting, five billion times a day, and then I would cry into my pillow. I have no idea why it pulled such an emotional response from me, its not even written that well. It could be the simple power chord slow structure of the song---its meant to make you cry. It could be that I was with Konstantine in that situation. And I cried.

But now I don't.

I was up at four fucking a.m. today. That's right....four fucking a.m. And it took me an hour to fall back to sleep. And now I am sick and grumpy.

Someone once told me that "the only people out at 4am were prostitutes and those people who buy prostitutes." I wonder which one that makes me.

I Remember
Damien Rice

I remember it well
The first time that I saw
Your head around the door
'Cause mine stopped working
I remember it well
There was wet in your hair
I was stood in the stairs
And time stopped moving
I want you here tonight
I want you here
'Cause I can't believe what I found
I want you here tonightI want you here
Nothing is taking me down, down, down...
I remember it well
Taxied out of a storm
To watch you perform
And my ships were sailing
I remember it well
I was stood in your line
And your mouth, your mouth, your mind...
I want you here tonight
I want you here
'Cause I can't believe what I found
I want you here tonight
I want you here
Nothing is taking me down, down, down...
Except you my love.
Except you my love...

Come all ye lost
Dive into moss
I hope that my sanity covers the cost
To remove the stain of my love
Paper maché
Come all ye reborn
Blow off my horn
I'm driving real hard
This is love, this is porn
God will forgive me
But I, I whip myself with scorn, scorn
I wanna hear what you have to say about me
Hear if you're gonna live without me
I wanna hear what you want
I remember december
And I wanna hear what you have to say about me
Hear if you're gonna live without me
I wanna hear what you want
What the hell do you want?

Holy shit is that song so true. The first part is sung by a girl, and then Damien sings the second part. My interpretation of the song, is that the girl has strong feelings for the boy, and loves him, and "remembers" everything they have done together, while the boy doesn't reciprocate that love. He's in it for the sex. He feels bad about it, but he only "remembers december" and wants to know, "What the hell" does she want?

I used to not like that song, but now I'm seeing how relevant it is.

"A working class hero is something to be/ A working class hero is something to be/ If you want to be a hero then just follow me." -John Lennon


Yeah. Presentation. Yeah.