That quotation from High Fidelity about pop music...and are we depressed before or after we listen to it...I never really caught the full meaning of it until now...
Dashboard Confessional -- anthems for the brokenhearted.
Ok, ok, I'm not brokenhearted.
But I am slightly wounded.
I liked this boy...heck, I liked him a lot. But I can't help but wonder...would he have stayed in my mind as much as he did, had I NOT listened to D/C?
Regrets, regrets, regrets.
hang in there, tiger. You'll make it.
And yet sometimes, I'm not so sure.
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