THE ALL-AMERICAN REJECTS - MOVE ALONG
Aug. 17th, 2023 09:08 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
polidelia"I wish I was in love. I don't care about anything else".
With this words, the teenage drama takes form and meaning. It requires spell and fury to emote. Music is an activator, and as such it requires pre-conditions. If unmet, music, oh friend, music doesn't work.
To move along is to deny the sorrow, to move along is to mute the past. Even abstract forces like nostalgia and fantasia need solid ground control. That's why y'all fat-ass boomers don't get the flimsiest and most basic trends. And so, in abstinence, I am become just that.
"I miss you, heartmessers of yesterday. It would have been fine and fair. Now, since it never happened, it is void. Since it never occurred, I forget". These mere whispers of almost hopelessness and clinging into the last remaining bits of purity, has oblivion set in its eradication of-
"For once, mean it", said the man to the whore she adored, and the whore's like a choir. Blank space. But rest assure, I'll take what's mine in its totality. This is the mechanics of not being able to... Move Along.
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With this words, the teenage drama takes form and meaning. It requires spell and fury to emote. Music is an activator, and as such it requires pre-conditions. If unmet, music, oh friend, music doesn't work.
To move along is to deny the sorrow, to move along is to mute the past. Even abstract forces like nostalgia and fantasia need solid ground control. That's why y'all fat-ass boomers don't get the flimsiest and most basic trends. And so, in abstinence, I am become just that.
"I miss you, heartmessers of yesterday. It would have been fine and fair. Now, since it never happened, it is void. Since it never occurred, I forget". These mere whispers of almost hopelessness and clinging into the last remaining bits of purity, has oblivion set in its eradication of-
"For once, mean it", said the man to the whore she adored, and the whore's like a choir. Blank space. But rest assure, I'll take what's mine in its totality. This is the mechanics of not being able to... Move Along.
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