I don't really feel like talking about anything deep and meaningful. Shit happens. Life happenED. At least I have my music. Music is everything, and sometimes it's all you've got. For me, music is No Doubt, Halestorm, Karmin, Lady Gaga, Michael Jackson, Volbeat, Shinedown, Taylor Swift (Shut Up. Judge and I kill you.), Carrie Underwook, and Eminem. There are others, but when my uncle died yesterday, I wanted nothing more than to get to know my CDs better. There's just something about opening the case and takeing out the cover, pouring over the lyrics and keeping them close. Yes, I own an iPod. Two, actually. But I have a billion CDs. They're more...personal, I guess.
Sorry this thing is all about music, it's just when people let youdown, or they make you cry, or youjust want to be by yourself, you can just put in The Strange Case Of or Hello. You'll be alone without truly being alone. Music is always there for me and has never let me down. I'm not antisocial, I just...it's hard to explain.
Well in the past 48 hours I've gotting like six hours of sleep. So I bid thee farewell <3
