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im sitting here caffeinated as fuck and fucking with frequency modulators on fl studio until i have cooler noises for upcoming mixes. i only allow myself to prod for like 3 people rn because i love their energy and it feels irreplaceable. i havent been to a social event in over 120 days. nothing is coincidental anymore. i lost my clout and i dont want that shit back unless its for good. if man is made of energy, and energy is electricity, my dead soulmate is on the same hard drive as my preset kit. and i swear it’ll burn the city that killed her in her name, and we’ll laugh or something