May 29, 2005

You can't have Weezer. I refuse to discuss Weezer with you. Yes, I love Weezer. No, you don't love Weezer. You can't love this; it has nothing to do with you. You are not allowed to love anything from this particular part of me. You can love my shoes. You can love my Spanish essay. You can't have my music. Everybody, seriously, you have to fit the mold to love my music. If you don't fit the mold, just pretend you have no idea what we're talking about. It's too important to me. You're embarrassing me. You can't have this. Or you can have it but you can't discuss it with me.

// Amber | 11:56 PM | //


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