i'm a slave 4u

[bees4breakfast]

i want to go to bed. i really do. but i can't, because i can't stop listening to music. i want to stop listening to music and go to bed but i can't. my finger keeps double-clicking on song after song after song and my ears keep listening.

gloria was right: the rhythm IS gonna get you. where you equals me.

Comments

[capnkjb]

Man, it is like a disease, but a delicious aural disease that you don't want to stop on some level because dang did you just hear that chord, is it not the most perfect chord ever?

[trufflepigs]

If steph wasn't such a picky sleeper I would listen to music all night long and love it so damn hard. I already have the other 15 hours of the day pretty much covered.

so uh conclusion, Music is Awesome.

[anonymous]

alex, i know how it is. believe me, your secret is safe with us. our lips are sealed. you really should get to sleep, though. you don't want to be a sleepyhead in the morning.

[anonymous]

fuck you, livejournal.

[bees4breakfast]

thanks, uncle music! these are nice, particularly sleepyhead.

come back to AR, you fuck, you're breaking everyone's hearts.

[anonymous]

one good heartbreak deserves another?
(one or two of those words might have been a link, but livejournal is gay)

[anonymous]

I too have had this problem lately. Even after I finish work at like 6 in the morning, I feel the need to go out dancing. After that club closes I go home and play music for another few hours. I'm literally passed out in bed, desperately in need of sleep, but still tapping around to musak, or humming or singing along. I even listen to it whilst there is a probability of sex happening. I mean, it's not that I don't want sex, it's just that the music makes me feel more than the person next to me. Probably a bad thing. Music. Awesome.