young folly / february 2012

Moments of dancing, whether in a packed room with backs and grinding friction, or alone, in your room, under the florescent lights and your Katy Perry poster is the only spectator. And afterward the music stops, you go home, to reality.
MUSIC
CAPSULE - sugarless girl
Amai ai ni wa wana ga aru no yo
(There’s a trap in our sweet love)
EMILIE AUTUMN - girls just wanna have fun
"When you gonna live your life right?"
Oh, mother dear
We're not the fortunate ones BACKSEAT GOODBYE - moons
AI OTSUKA - hoshikuzu
Kyou no kono yoru no hoshi no koto
(I want to tell you about tonight's starry sky)
EMMA'S IMAGINATION - drive
No boy, don't speak now, you just drive
And drive, take me through make me feel alive, alive
When I ride with you
HELLO SAFERIDE - long lost penpal
I have to admit I sometimes lied in those letters
TRESPASSERS WILLIAM - I know
rar at MF
BOOKS & FICS
Thomas Wright, Oscar's Books
John Harwood, The Seance
Alan Bennett, The Uncommon Reader
When you draw something it lives and when you photograph it it dies.
- John Fowles, The Collector
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image credit
lyrics and translation: sugarless girl
And girls, they wanna have fun
We're all stars in a race for the endless nothing
It was summer, times were good
Our hair was long, the music loud,
When you told me you'd live forever
HELLO SAFERIDE - san franciscoHold the door, I’m coming, all that jazz
like an escape from Alcatraz
ANTIC CAFE - let's brand new waveAI OTSUKA - hoshikuzu
Kyou no kono yoru no hoshi no koto
(I want to tell you about tonight's starry sky)
EMMA'S IMAGINATION - drive
No boy, don't speak now, you just drive
And drive, take me through make me feel alive, alive
When I ride with you
HELLO SAFERIDE - long lost penpal
I have to admit I sometimes lied in those letters
TRESPASSERS WILLIAM - I know
I know that if I waited
I know that if I wait a thousand days will lie wasted with thoughts of you
rar at MF
BOOKS & FICS
Thomas Wright, Oscar's Books
John Harwood, The Seance
Alan Bennett, The Uncommon Reader
When you draw something it lives and when you photograph it it dies.
- John Fowles, The Collector
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image credit
lyrics and translation: sugarless girl