Music System in a Cultivation World: What the F*ck

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breathe in. breathe out. breathe in. breathe out.

okay, i got this.

after a few inspirational whisperings, i convinced myself to walk up the stage. junior brother was already there.

'he's weak. he's weak. he's weak.'

yeah. he's weak. ergo, i can do this.

sh*t, i can't do this.

why?

i tripped when i tried to go on the stage. @@