My Muse

I have said this before. I always say it. I keep on saying it no matter how many years have passed. Ever since I have discovered this genre, I have been tightly bound to it. Sometimes I may take a break from it for a while to listen to other genres and experience new sound, but I never really part from it for more than a week or even a few days. There's something about it that really mixes well with me. I mean, it really suits me. The problem is most people do not feel the same as I do. I really believe that they think I am somewhat weird. I am sure of it.

All those songs, those melodies, those voices, those emotions, those messages, those lyrics, those intricate guitar-riffs.... I love them all.

Who cares what people think, right? Just don't listen to them as long as you're happy and you're doing nothing wrong.

Really, J-rock is the best. \(>w<)/

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