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I can’t even right now. This is really happening, guys! The Maine may play my 18th birthday! :)
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And I always somehow end up with more then five Tumblr tabs open at a time.
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I just live by which concert is next and hope that I show up on time.
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See, we don’t really care who you are, we’ve kinda got this non-exclusive policy of determining exactly who we open up to and let into our family, and then who becomes a part of our united mass of harmony.
And that’s kind of become the thesis to this song, through suffering, acceptance, grief, and strife; there’s no way that your puzzle piece fits into our puzzle wrong, ‘cause everyone is welcome on this stage that we call life.
And we don’t really care who you are, everyone is capable of looking up and wishing on a star. So catch, so contagious, this day-dreamer’s disease, and hope can be your sword, slaying darkness with belief.
And we don’t really care who you are, regardless of how lost you are returning from, regardless of how far.
So bring me all the worst of your broken, bruised, insane.
Because that’s the thing with music: when it hits, you feel no pain.
No matter what you did, I promise we forgave it, when all that’s left is your voice, you’ve got no choice but to raise it.
All you broken hearts, all you dejected dreams, put your hands in the air, and let me hear you scream.
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Who else thinks there should be a reality show where they take bands (big or small) and split them up into teams like little super groups and then the band has one week to write a song and then preform the song at the end of the week and the best song wins?
Or where bands battle each other and have to wear sumo wrestling outfits and live in a house with each other or go all Survivor or something?
Or, better yet—bands show up at your house or school or window or bathroom for God’s sake and takes you out or plays a little show for you and carries your books and yells at mean people for you.
Okay, so that last one won’t make for a good show, but damn—I’m a fangirl and I can dream!
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I know I said a short list, but wow—I guess I love things way more than I thought.
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I wanna delete Facebook, but then I remember that I’ll never be able to talk to any of my friends again since they know no other way of life/communication.
