westlife - 2nite

oh westlife. how i love you and your ballads and you're sitting on stools and you're tight-but-not-too-tight-jeans and your impassioned, ugly-ass faces and your atomic kitten girlfriends and your reverb-and-crying-guitar-and-punchy-piano production and brian dude who doesn't give a fuck and is actually just like my brother and kian who got beaten up and the effeminate one with black hair and the one who normally sings lead and looks like he has never, ever been sincere about anything in his life and the other one who i dont remember but probably he wears a big coat with a furry collar and is a date-rapist and now i love your bon jovi circa 95 direction!