October 2011
The girls sitting across from me in the library keep saying “pepperoni” in what they consider to be an Italian accent. Then they giggle and say “See? We can speak Italian!” to one another. This has been going on for fifteen minutes and there’s nowhere else for me to sit. GET OUT OF THE LIBRARY.
Anthems for a Seventeen Year-Old Girl
Broken Social Scene
“Anthems For a Seventeen-Year-Old Girl” - Broken Social Scene
Park that car. Drop that phone. Sleep on the floor. Dream about me.
Listen
The Ballad of Love and Hate - The Avett Brothers
Love has been waiting, patient and kind.
Just wanting a phone call or some kind of sign,
That the one that she cares for, who’s out of his mind,
Will make it back safe to her arms.
