• Songmeanings.net, thank God for this place. Just think of all the people who pour out themselves onto these digitally white pages, for any and all to see. Shit, this place is like a sanctuary, and I am Kwazemodo holding Ezmerelda up high over my head, shouting down to the villagers. You folks, you're the villagers, can't see me, but you can hear my screams, clear as day. You might not know what I'm yelling about, might not even care much, the whole town's burning anyway, but at least you can hear my voice if you only stop to listen. And in moments like these, it's so easy for you and I to both feel right at home and perfectly at peace. Because, shit, I don't know. We all love music! One Love! Let's forget about the world, just for these few seconds that your eyes scan over this stream of consciousness. I love this journal, I love all you people who love your journals too, I love this Metric song I'm hearing right now. I love all of you guys, all of you whom I've never met, just for the sheer fact that you and I share the love of music, so you can't be all bad. We're the same, you and I. And I love you right now just for that. Peace!

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