do you ever get so angry at your younger self for being pretentious about things and thinking it was /uncool/ or /unclassy/ to listen to top-40 pop music? like i’m finally at a point in my life where i can listen to my moody indie and artful classic rock but also jam to the ryan seacrest countdown like????
i just want to take my 14 year old angsty self and should “LISTEN TO ME. PUT DOWN THE BON IVER AND EVANESCENCE FOR TWO SECONDS. DON’T DENY YOURSELF THE CONSISTENT BOPS OF CARLY RAE JEPSEN. START SINGING ALONG TO THE GOSPEL OF MOTHER BRITNEY AND DANCING WHENEVER THEY PLAY KESHA IN PUBLIC. YOUR LIFE WILL BE SO MUCH HAPPIER.”
because it really is. other music genres are great as well but like? millennial pop, man. i love it. im jamming to it. don’t deny yourself this small joy in a cold world.