Screaming out the words to songs, selling merch, dancing around like freaks, spilling drinks, buying pizza & fries, meeting millions of new people, red bull, sharpie markers, jumping up and down, not caring what people thought about us, the smells, the sweat, the tears, the worries, the excitement, the anxious feeling before every band, the countless hugs and kisses. So many long nights. So many amazing times. So many moments that mean more than the world to me. So many memories that keep bringing me back.And it all happened in that room^
I'll never forget,
my second home.
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