i'm pretty sure we've all get skeletons in our music library. i know i do (backstreet boys) & we take extra precautions so that we aren't in a situation where people and speakers and your ipod plugged in for the world to hear occurs. but if it does happen, people hear it & then you have to explain why you have it on there (& it's got to be a good reason because heaven forbid they find out that you're secretly obsessed with this terrible-to-some-people-but-lovable-to-you-music). maybe this is only me but my point is that this song and artist are a gem in my book.
i can't believe i admitted my affair with the backstreet boys while proclaiming my love for mr. smith.
fifty points from gryffindor.
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