I screamed into the microphone, but the whole stadium screamed back twice as hard, leaving my own words completely buried in the dust. Brussels, your collective voice is a force of nature. It felt less like a stadium concert and more like a beautifully aggressive sonic warfare.
Forgot how much I needed this kind of thing. Just sitting down and zoning out after so long. Can’t promise to be here constantly, but I’ll check in whenever it allows. Thank you for staying up with me all night. It was so damn good.
The lights go down, but the raging fire inside never dies. Hearing their voice cut through the dark is the only fuel I ever need. Every single drop of sweat, every loud roar from the whole stadium—it’s a dangerous kind of perfect high.
Midnight in Busan and the air is still burning. The last two nights was completely wild. The fireworks were huge, and getting completely drenched by the water cannons with you guys was the best part. Stood there soaking wet, just fully had fun around and party like forever young.