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E. 17. Madrid. Dear Anonymous... Life is a challenge; it becomes an effort to convince yourself everyday that life it worth living, that you're not part of some machine, but you are breaking the mould. Right now (and what feels like forever) I live for the inspiration in music and everything that goes with it; the insufficient nature of words that sometimes get in the way of meaning, and the myriad other things that convince us this is true. But one thing I don't stand for, is people who think they know me. You don't want this, you don't know this, so don't pretend you do or can. People might not understand me for doing this, I know. But then some others might. So here it is. Music.
E. 17. Madrid. Dear Anonymous... Life is a challenge; it becomes an effort to convince yourself everyday that life it worth living, that you're not part of some machine, but you are breaking the mould. Right now (and what feels like forever) I live for the inspiration in music and everything that goes with it; the insufficient nature of words that sometimes get in the way of meaning, and the myriad other things that convince us this is true. But one thing I don't stand for, is people who think they know me. You don't want this, you don't know this, so don't pretend you do or can. People might not understand me for doing this, I know. But then some others might. So here it is. Music.
And in that moment, we were infinite.
(Source: great-freedom.com, via pactressia)
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