No longer relevant.

every big shot is a hunter
every hunter’s got his prey
you can tell me I’m a good sport
but that doesn’t make me game

I showed up early to your costume party
dressed up like a pharaoh
I really should have come as Robin Hood
and done myself in with the arrow

In the way that “Anthems For A Seventeen-Year-Old Girl” is a touchstone moment in the life of any worthwhile female I’ve ever met; “Fire Eye’d Boy” is as close as I get to having an anthem of my very own at age seventeen.

As I slip further and further away from the intelligent, active and emotionally conscious boy I was I think the more I need this song as an anchor to a time period where I felt particularly alive, worthwhile and lovable.

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Broken Social Scene: Anthems For A Seventeen Year Old Girl

Used to be one of the rotten ones, and I liked you for that…

I am a barbarian, sometimes
Been a barbarian, most of my life

Music to dance home in the rain to.


Somehow, it’s already been eight years since I first heard this on a rooftop outside a friend’s bedroom window. It still hits me now as it did then and I’m not sure how anyone could write a song that would encapsulate all of the emotional range I’d ever have into four minutes and sixteen seconds.

So I’m going to listen to it today. Because I’ve listened to it almost every morose moment of my life since that day, and I don’t think that’s going to change anytime soon.

You may as well too, you’ve got four minutes and sixteen seconds I’m sure.

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“It’s just so strange. You used to love me, and now you’re a stranger who happens to know all of my secrets.”

— Clementine von Radics (via moonbrains)

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youth&beauty always matter more in retrospect and it makes me wonder how much of that power I have left

LCD Soundsystem - New York I Love You but You’re Bringing Me Down