HALIGH, HALIGH, A LIE, HALIGH
"i love you and would do anything for you."
"i love you too."
*pause*
"those flowers are so pretty."
"yes they are."
"will you pick some for me?"
"you siao ah? want me to die isit? i'm not spiderman ok? later i fall down from the tree how?"
sometimes you gotta be realistic, even if you're in love.
so i was listening to haligh, haligh, a lie, haligh by bright eyes a few moments ago, and i realised that i feel sad every time i listen to that song.
and then i wonder why no one else seem to feel the same. most people just think it's an 'alright song', while i think it's one of the best ever.
AND THEN, i realised that people forge their own meanings to the different things around them, and the meaning i attached to that song is much different from what someone else does.
and so the effect generated is different, and thus, no one else feels sad except me.
besides, i think the best love songs ever made were by bright eyes, which also includes lover i don't have to love and the calendar hung itself.
and you cunts are not gonna think the same way as me.
now playing
the calendar hung itself - bright eyes
"i love you too."
*pause*
"those flowers are so pretty."
"yes they are."
"will you pick some for me?"
"you siao ah? want me to die isit? i'm not spiderman ok? later i fall down from the tree how?"
sometimes you gotta be realistic, even if you're in love.
so i was listening to haligh, haligh, a lie, haligh by bright eyes a few moments ago, and i realised that i feel sad every time i listen to that song.
and then i wonder why no one else seem to feel the same. most people just think it's an 'alright song', while i think it's one of the best ever.
AND THEN, i realised that people forge their own meanings to the different things around them, and the meaning i attached to that song is much different from what someone else does.
and so the effect generated is different, and thus, no one else feels sad except me.
besides, i think the best love songs ever made were by bright eyes, which also includes lover i don't have to love and the calendar hung itself.
and you cunts are not gonna think the same way as me.
now playing
the calendar hung itself - bright eyes
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