I will not overthink this

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over think? over-think? obsessively mull this over?

Dino. (Dee-gnaw) LA since '08. Philippines prior. INTP/INFP/INTJ. Music. Song. Space Cadet. Pedant. Philosoraptor. Kpop. Dog-lover. Cat-Person. There's a difference. Dance. Anime. SciFi/Fantasy/Action. Web/comics. Video games. Fashion. Food. And our love-hate relationship. I mostly follow back. If you post non-reblogged content fairly regularly, def HMU. I like Tumblrs with an actual, human personality. ALSO, run by gay and cute peoples. Or by anyone who wants me to be their GBF. My OTP is Onew and me. I blog at ManicPixieDreamBoy.

Tweetums baby prostitute soundtrack! I am SO lesbians for Hyorin (the lead singer) and her voice and hips and legs. ALSO, Bora (the rapper) and her face. SO LESBIANS. IDK what the choreographer was thinking, but the male back-ups eventually dance like sexy ladies from 3:08 onwards, too. Ummmm….

ALSO, I’ve made up my mind, no need to talk this over: ma-bster is Bora, and I am Hyorin. We just need a Dasom and a Hyorin. Or not really. OMG WAIT I know someone IRL who looks like Dasom. Recruitment time! lolololol 

I HAVE FINALLY FOUND my character song in PONPONPON de Floor - Kyary Pamyu Pamyu vs. Major Lazer (JAKAZid) [Music starts at ~0:10]

It’s candy funky with a mix of gorilla sex.

 

Internet rule: There’s ALWAYS a remix! I love the subtle vocal tracks that kind of chant along with the music ◕‿◕ Start listening at ~0:26 or ~4:42 (if you’re really REALLY ADHD!) Party in Zion!

Yesterday, this played  right after Coldplay’s The Scientist when I had my music on shuffle while I was cooking. I went from pretending I was having one those dramatic moments where the camera just pans around a character doing mundane things prior to breaking down (see: that awesome moment from Lost where Juliet breaks down while baking and listening to Petula Clark’s Downtown) to pretending I am Lizzie McGuire, and I’m just so happy because I’m cooking for a sleepover I’m having with Gordo and Miranda or something.

Then Ludacris’ My Chick Bad played, and I went gangsta, only to tone down and become a sophisticated gentleman when Pachelbel Canon in D came on.

This is why I’m a bit of a control freak with my music. I never listen to the radio. Who knows what the heck I’d become? lol

(Source: paulywesley, via ma-bster)

Filed under “Soundtrack for kicking ass in a sexy manner”.

In a movie, this is the song playing while the antihero gets ready to go to the big bad’s lair, waltzes into the big bad’s lair and effortlessly disposes of all the henchmen with slick wire fu and gun fu moves, then detonates the whole place and saunters slowly out of the place because running away from scorching heat and shrapnel is for inexperienced, cowardly oafs who still have some sense of self-preservation intact.

(Source: ifyouseekami)