What Mac Miller meant to Me

Isaac Biehl
Sep 8, 2018 · 5 min read

Growing up with an artist is a strange phenomenon. You might never meet them in person, but it feels like you really know them through the songs they left behind. Sometimes you feel like they even know you; blasting their songs through your headphones during some of your most vulnerable moments, as if they were the ones there actually listening to you instead.

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