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WRITE ME A LETTER

Dear ______, I ____ you.
You have a nice ______.
You make me _______.
You should _______.
Someday I will ______.
You + me = ________. 
If I saw you now I’d __________.
I want to ________ you.
I would build a _______ just for you.
If I could sing you any song it would be _________. 

We could __________ under the stars. 

Love, 
_______________ 

(P.S. ______________.)

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Voodoo Experience @ City Park, New Orleans, LA. 28/10/11


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Concerts don’t last one night. They last a lifetime. They come back to you everytime you listen to an artist you’ve seen in concert. When the music’s streaming through your speakers, the memories are streaming through your heart. You remember the people that you were around, the die hard fans, and the feeling you got in your stomach when the stage lit up, the crowd went crazy, and the band ran on stage to start the show. You remember singing along and screaming your heart out when he’s telling a story, and the crowd is silent listening to the man they think of as the god, who’s music got them through the hardest times of their life. A concert stays with you forever. You know that when they lights go off and the music goes on, you get butterflies no matter where you are. As soon at the drummer hits the bass as hard as he can, and you feel not only the vibrations, but the compassion, the love, and the reality hits you square in the face, and you were ready for it. You were ready for it ever since you bought that ticket. It hits you in the face and it hits you in the chest, and takes your breath away, and all you can do is scream. Scream to show you love it. And you will remember those butterflies for the rest of your life.

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When you hear someone say “My chem-“

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If you played with Barbies,

Polly Pockets,

Beanie Babies,

Tamagotchi,

Slip N’ Slide,



And Furbies,

Listened to the Backstreet Boys, Britney Spears, NSync and the Spice Girls

On Hit Clips, a Boom Box, or a Walkman,

Collected and traded Pokemon cards,

Wrote with Gel Pens,

Wore butterfly clips,

And Snap Bracelets,

And remember watching these guys:

You are a 90s kid.

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