There’s nothing inherently wrong with the premise of 100 Happy Days — maybe you feel like you don’t focus on your own happiness enough in life. The sentiment is laudable in its own right, but it misses a bigger point.
This song is a good reminder that falling in love is a little bit like playing chicken in your dad’s sports car: the first one to flinch may be the weaker party… but if neither of you make a move, then you’re both screwed.
But it’s no longer a choice for you, is it? You could no more fall silent than you could cease to breathe.
Will they like it? Was it funny enough? Was it too negative? Will I ever love again?
Are you planning on going to a middle school dance tonight? No? Then stop smelling like it.
We all live for the applause; Lady Gaga’s just the only one who’s honest about it.
Finding your soulmate is not like interviewing applicants for a door greeter job at Wal-Mart (if it were, you probably wouldn’t still be single, or reading this article).
She’ll cry, you’ll cry, and you’ll spend weeks wondering if you did the right thing or not. But it doesn’t matter: this girl is gone for good.