i love nothing more then sitting at my keyboard and typing away idlely. it allows me to clear my mind and escape a little bit. the words just come without any real thought but whats left on the page is heart and soul pure and true. but when i set out to write something and put my very being on the line, the words seem to forced the sentances dont flow.
“im amazed that im talking to you, like the songs you grew up with come true”
relief is a funny emotion, when it appears if often doesnt last. it turns to something else rather quickly
fuct makes my heart swell and reminds me of the magic music brings
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