why are you sleeping in tomorrow’s world.

ah, i remember being a teen, listening to ladytron’s ‘playgirl’ on repeat and thinking i didn’t really exist. those were the days of drug abuse and anonymous sex, but then a certain someone came along and solved that problem. it is, however, strange that one should need to be subjected to all manner of annoying bodily unpleasantries to affirm his existence.

… ‘playgirl’ isn’t even a sexy song, like, at all. but it did make me long for the weirdest things. eh.

i do like those fancy claps.