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Why is it that the saddest music always makes me happiest?
For me too man. I think it’s that when you’re at your worst and you listen to music that you can relate to, it makes you feel less alone. Because there’s someone else who’s had it bad, and you remember that it’s part of being human. A part of the human condition. No one is always happy.
reblogged from i-used-to-be-sit-on-my-face, originally i-used-to-be-sit-on-my-face
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