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dear world,
thank you for parties. and for people screaming and jumping to !!!. and for friends. and hugs. and for hands in the air.
its amazing. it really is. that moment. when you are so moved by the sound that is blasting (perhaps a little bit too loud) through the speakers, and the room around you just blurs and your eyes close and you're no longer thinking about dance moves or what people think about you and you are just moving. you feel this thing and it is so big that you need to shake your self so hard. maybe hard enough that some of it might leak out of you.
and you are lighter afterwards.
I LOVE MUSIC.
have i ever told you that? i do. so. much.
more than i should, really.
thank you for parties. and for people screaming and jumping to !!!. and for friends. and hugs. and for hands in the air.
its amazing. it really is. that moment. when you are so moved by the sound that is blasting (perhaps a little bit too loud) through the speakers, and the room around you just blurs and your eyes close and you're no longer thinking about dance moves or what people think about you and you are just moving. you feel this thing and it is so big that you need to shake your self so hard. maybe hard enough that some of it might leak out of you.
and you are lighter afterwards.
I LOVE MUSIC.
have i ever told you that? i do. so. much.
more than i should, really.