Tell Mommy I'm Sorry. This Life is a Party.

It's official. I have found my end-of-summer jam.
But watch out! It may become yours too, because I guarantee you, you're just gonna love it.

The group: Chiddy Bang
The song: Opposite of Adults

But that's not all! Chiddy Bang, consisting of Chidera "Chiddy" Anamege and Noah "Xaphoon Jones" Beresin, is a fantastic duo of which I cannot get enough. These Philadelphia-based boys get their sound from mixing and matching original beats with those of more established artists, such as Sufjan Stevens, Gorilllaz, MGMT and Passion Pit.

I'm particularly loving Opposite of Adults, Truth, and All Things Go.

Give these guys a listen, and you'll be hooked by tomorrow. For serious.

	Chiddy Bang - Opposite Of Adults .mp3
	Found at bee mp3 search engine

DOM

The old man grabbed at the contours of her body.
He couldn't believe how gorgeously young she felt in
his leather hands.
Her giggle, mixed with nonsense and beer,
reached his ears in a frenzy of all the things he knew he was missing.
He kneaded her flesh.
Needed it. To feel normal.
Like any drug.
He wanted to melt her down,
to inject her into his unconscious veins,
or chop her up and inhale her
into his tobaccoed lungs, crying for oxygen.
He craved an addiction to her.
He wanted her in all the shakes and tremors it would
take to loosen his grip on her sweet, sweet flesh.

I Stole Your Wishes.

I wish I had two lifetimes.
I wish I could make a backwards baseball cap look cool.
I wish I had a bottle of wine.
I wish getting drunk was more dignified.
I wish I felt like I belonged everywhere.
I wish English was my second language.
I wish I had a million friends
and that they all had a million friends
and that we could all laugh at the same joke
and find each other terribly witty.

I wish you would look at me the way you did the night we met:
like you were afraid I'd self-destruct if you said something stupid.
I wish life was like the movies
so that the best moments always had a great soundtrack
and that first kisses were applause-worthy.

I wish I could read every book. Ever.
And be so smart it'd make my mother cry.
But I also wish my mother didn't cry.
I wish all girls knew how beautiful they are.
I wish all boys would tell girls how beautiful they are.
I wish romance wasn't dead.
I wish chivalry could be resurrected.
I wish everyone could hear how all the world's sounds
become a symphony late at night when it's just
you and the moon and your heartbeat.

I wish I could stay up until dawn every night.
I wish I could wake up with the dawn every morning.
I wish that sleep was optional:
luxury rather than necessity.

I wish people could keep secrets.
I wish that books would always keep that "new book" smell.
I wish my bedsheets would smell fresh for longer than two days.
I wish I could read your thoughts.
I wish I had Audrey Hepburn's eyebrows
and Grace Kelly's hair.

I wish men would just be men.
I wish that everyone would say Thank You more.
I wish I knew when death will come,
because maybe I'll be on holiday when it does.

I wish I had two lifetimes
and that the one I have now
isn't half as good as it's going to get.

I wish that things would always, always get better.