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We call them guilty confessions.

Things that we like, but we’re not supposed to like them. Because? Well, they’re not cool or hip or boys don’t like that, girls don’t like that….I dunno. It’s never made sense to me.

You like what you like.

I liked Abba back in the day. They gave me some sweet melodies to cry to as I gazed upon my non-existent romantic life. Yeah, I know, but you can’t change the truth.

And I like the fact that they’ve written and recorded some new songs, just now. In fact I like the songs. Do I still cry when I hear them? Hell, yeah.

They won’t be playing a Homesong anytime soon, but here’s a link to some classic NEW Abba.

It’s my blog, and I don’t care.