Music.
A very powerful word.
A very big part of my life.
Everyone agrees the same that the world will never be the same without it.
Some like me, will agree that you can't live without it. Yup, not even one day.
But just not everyone will agree on what's good music.
It's just like how people buying the same top from the same shop can end up buying very different sizes, even color.
I'm a kid who appreciates weird music that most people her age won't. I really don't mind it for as long as I had remember. It might be the tiredness tonight, but tonight. I do mind the fact that I'm different.
I don't know why. Tonight my definition of unique becomes weird, but here am I still listening to my weird music because it still soothes me the way I like it. π
Heading to bed with a heavy heart, a slight headache and just a very tired me.
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