Coverage of me and other train wrecks: my mama, subway nut jobs, sex and the environment.

6.23.2007

Time after Time

When I first heard this song (and I was in elementary school, yo) it made me flutter. Sincere promises, being taken care of by your true love, knowing his arms are always there to catch you.

Then in high school when I came out and mama and dad made my life hell, this song was a bastion of hope. This is love, I thought.

And then there's the video to remind me that this ain't love. Shit, this is a coke-induced hallucination that takes place in the cheeseball 1980's. Wow what a bad video. What's up with that ceramic dog?


1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

very interesting

2:42 PM

 

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