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You didn’t outgrow it.

You just don’t play it out loud around everyone anymore.

This is the music that stuck. Car rides, sleepovers, late nights with headphones in. Songs you knew word for word before you even realized why they mattered.

It’s emotional, loud, a little chaotic—and somehow still you. The kind of taste people underestimate until it hits.

Nothing here is random. You remember exactly where you were when you first heard it.

You didn’t leave it behind. You just carry it differently now.