Tuesday, February 1, 2011

Moti-fail

Despite listening to these popular songs quite frequently, I have yet to find motivation to do much of anything.

P!nk "Raise Your Glass"


Ke$ha "We R Who We R"


Katy Perry "Firework"


P!nk "Fuckin' Perfect"


With such lyrics as "All my underdogs,/We will never be never be anything but loud/And nitty gritty dirty little freaks" and "Hot and dangerous/If you're one of us then roll with us/'Cause we make the hipsters fall in love/When we got our hot pants on and up," you'd think I'd be empowered to join the pop music scene and revolutionize dancing as we know it! It's so inclusive, so inviting. When I'm told, "You don't have to feel like a waste of space/You're original, cannot be replaced" and "Pretty pretty please, if you ever ever feel like you're nothing/You're fuckin' perfect to me," you'd think I'd feel so fucking splendid and beautiful because they're talking directly to me. The songs should make me feel unique but not alone, special but part of a group. Instead I feel like PMSing like a bitch. Katy Perry would know.

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