(&) somewhere behind the “on air” sign exists a person caught between exhaustion and passion, talking too much to escape the silence, staying busy to outrun his thoughts, and turning ordinary moments into something worth remembering, 17+...,

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ﹙ ★ ﹚ 10:05 AM — 8:08 PM
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤcold coffee, loud laughs, & unfinished ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ tracks


ㅤㅤㅤㅤ📍behind the studio door
Somewhere between tangled cables and monitor lights, we spent the night louder than the music playing in the background. The studio smelled like cold coffee, exhaustion, and unfinished ideas, but nobody really cared.

One person kept replaying the same track, another laughed too hard at something unfunny, and somehow the hours disappeared without warning.

The drinks turned warm a long time ago, yet we still held onto the cups like the night would last forever. Conversations kept jumping from random jokes to thoughts nobody usually says out loud. Maybe that’s what makes places like this hard to leave, the feeling of being surrounded by noise loud enough to silence your own head for a while.

( ` 01:17, 12/05. ) 🎧 ⟴——Laying under dim lights with half-finished thoughts, a cold drink on the table, and old playlists repeating through the night. Just trying to stay awake long enough to silence the noise inside my head for a little while.

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