Yolo is for faggots.
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Don’t blame your failure on haters. If everyone thinks you suck, they’re not haters, they’re right.’ - Daniel Tosh,
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I’m going see if i can get through this whole post without using a single explicative.
Well, i suppose in summary, to all i’ve said before, about the faux DJ’ing stuff. The pauly D’s the Paris Hiltons, the play pressers, it’s all part of this same point i’ve been trying to make i guess. EDM has…
*You watch him awe struck as he’s lost in his passion, twisting dials, his hands dancing across the keys of the laptop as he does what he loves, shutting out the world as he creates all that has brought him to this point, the music he craves and desires. You sometimes wonder if he loves music more than you, for you always seem to come second to the rhythm that dictates his life; but then he looks to you, those lost forlorn eyes finding home within the solace that is your love, drawing in your very soul. He loves music very dearly, but that love does not surpass the love he holds for you.*
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