Thought

I was listening to a lot of Bright Eyes last week, and came to the sad realization that for about two years I was the girl in a Conor Oberst song. In case you don't know what that means, here are some sample lyrics:

"I'll call you eventually when I have the time, til then you're invisible."

"Me I'm not a gamble, you can count on me to split."

"The love I sell you in the evening, by the morning won't exist."

"I do as I please and lie through my teeth. Someone might get hurt, but it won't be me
I should probably feel cheap but I just feel free..."

"I want a lover I don't have to love . I want a girl who's too sad to give a fuck."

Oh Conor, you charmer. No wonder I spent so long chasing after disaffected hipsters. Thankfully I've moved on to modeling my life after a Tegan and Sara video. That is to say, confusing, Canadian, and awesome.