And though I've been listening to the radio a lot, I haven't minded the absence of din and racket.
Yeah, like I use words din and racket in my everyday conversation.
In the basement cafeteria, no one was talking and even when they were it wasn't loud.
I'm writing these words and I hear a voice speaking them, but it's not loud either. EVEN IF I SHOUT!!
“What's the point?”
I'm comfortable enough with myself that silence isn't terrifying me anymore.
Christ, I didn't want this to sound so damn emo.
I could definitely write a song about how emo begets emo.
Love you all. =]