Idk why people are always sooo pressed when I say I’m going to xyz concert. Like, I’m doing something that I enjoy and feeds my soul. Literally, the reverberation from the speakers take root in my ribcage...the energy from the crowd lift me up. But, spending $80 a weekend at a dive bar to be more susceptible to demons is somehow more fiscally or morally responsible? You gon’ have to let that shit go (yuh)