I’m a loser baby, so why don’t you kill me?

Tune of the Day, because some days…or actually most of the days in my case, you think about certain things. You think to yourself, think things in the lines of the last two sentences of the previous post. And some days, when you think of these things, and how you haven’t found what you’re looking for, you feel like a total dweeb for even wasting your time thinking about these things when nothing’s happening. And it feels like nothing will happen. Then you feel like a total…utter…complete…loser. This one’s for all the people who feel like me:

Beck – Loser

(From weheartit)

One of the many things I ponder during my endless ruminations. But, despite my tiring fucking contemplations, at this point, the answer seems to be: No, probably not.

Soy un perdedor…

Tongue like electric, eyes like a child

A lot of mainstream these past couple of days, first Momsen and now Watson, but I couldn’t help posting this video. Love Emma, a girl with wicked talent…and a wicked sense of style for that matter. Perfect that she’s dating George Craig, who’s also got wicked talent…and is in a wicked awesome band (One Night Only). A lot of wickedness, I know. Yeah, so this video is super sweet, the song (Say You Don’t Want It) and the actual video. I fucking want what these two have. Sigh…

Your eyes, your eyes. I can see in your eyes, your eyes…

I never was a girl with a wicked mind
But everything looks better when the sun goes down
I had everything, opportunities for eternity
And I could belong to the night

Eyes, your eyes
I can see in your eyes, your eyes

You make me wanna die
I’ll never be good enough
You make me wanna die
And everything you love
Will burn up in the light
And every time I look inside your eyes
You make me wanna die

Taste me, drink my soul
Show me all the things that I shouldn’t know
When there’s a new moon on the rise
I had everything, opportunities for eternity
And I could belong to the night

Eyes, your eyes
I can see in your eyes, your eyes
Everything in your eyes, your eyes

You make me wanna die
I’ll never be good enough
You make me wanna die
And everything you love
Will burn up in the light
And every time I look inside your eyes
(I’m burning in the light)
You make me wanna die

I would die for you, my love, my love
I would lie for you, my love, my love
(You make me wanna die)
And I would steal for you, my love, my love
(You make me wanna die)
And I would die for you, my love
My love will burn up in the light
And every time I look inside your eyes
(I’m burning in the light)
Look inside your eyes
(I’m burning in the light)
Look inside your eyes
You make me wanna die

Make me wanna die, by the Pretty Reckless. Some songs just have it. And music doesn’t judge. Not style, personality, age, behavior. Nothing. Taylor Momsen may act…in a certain, frowned upon, way, but you can’t deny that the girl is fucking talented. And if she wants to behave like that, who gives a fuck? It doesn’t affect me, so I don’t fucking care.

…Oh yeah, this is the Tune of the Day. Bye for now

Bad news comes, don’t you worry even when it lands. Good news will work its way to all them plans.

Yeah, so…uhm…hi?

Work’s finished, finally. It’s kind of bittersweet, cause it’s been fun and all, but at the same time, I finally get to fucking rest. Yeah, I think it’s safe to say that I’m savoring the feeling to the fullest. Already making a bunch of plans for the summer, most of it including not having any specific plans. Oh, the irony. But yeah, it’s great. I’m fucking free. Yes, sweet victory. I feel really antsy now, waiting for the summer to begin. Waiting for something to happen. I know I’ll likely be waiting the entire time but I just can’t help it. Anticipation. Yes, that’s the feeling I have. Oh well, I know that we’ll all float on anyway…

Yeah, that last sentence was a, not so subtle, nod to the Tune of the Day. Modest Mouse always makes me feel light and chill about everything, even though the music is quite cynical. I guess it works for me, cause I’m like that too. Yah, so here it is:

Modest Mouse – Float On

(We heart it)

And we’ll all float on okay…