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- *Hears noises at night*: Well this is it this is the end for me I had a good life
- *Gets shampoo in my eyes*: I guess I'm blind now how am I going to go on
- *Heart is beating fast*: I think I am having a heart attack is this what cardiac arrest is
- *A cop walks by*: Here I go about to get arrested I probably murdered someone
- *Taking a test*: Don't take your eyes off of this paper you will get caught cheating and get kicked out of school
- *Gets a sunburn*: Skin cancer
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http://drugssexandfuckingdubstep.tumblr.com/post/20749282119/what-made-me-wanna-become-a-music-producer
I’ve grown up around a music producer all my life, but never paid any attention to him or what he did. My uncle, talented man. I always played with his equipment not knowing what the fuck I was doing. But now that I’m older, I’ve realized… music is my life. It always has been. Music has gotten me…
