whatd' call that mood when you don't want to blow your fucking face to the side of the wall... ohh yes moderately happy that's my interests
TELL ME ABOUT YOURSELF - The Survey
Name: i hate mac lethal
Birthday: next year
Birthplace: south korea's got seoul
Current Location: www.kwiz.biz/simplesurveys/do-survey.php
Eye Color: brown
Hair Color: none
Height: short
Right Handed or Left Handed: both
Your Heritage: lakeville
The Shoes You Wore Today: pumps
Your Weakness: breaking things
Your Fears: sharp things
Your Perfect Pizza: my own
Goal You Would Like To Achieve This Year: umm to win the lottery
Your Most Overused Phrase On an instant messenger: lmfao
Thoughts First Waking Up: argh
Your Best Physical Feature: my height
Your Bedtime: when i see the sun
Your Most Missed Memory: every weekend
Pepsi or Coke: coke... ohhh yae still coke
MacDonalds or Burger King: bk lounge
Single or Group Dates: i dont like groups of people
Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea: longisland
Chocolate or Vanilla: umm i like my black gilrs clean and my white girls dirrty soo umm vanilla
Cappuccino or Coffee: mocha
Do you Smoke: fuck yes
Do you Swear: no not ever
Do you Sing: in the rain
Do you Shower Daily: hells yae
Have you Been in Love: with alcohol and weed
Do you want to go to College: yae im just gonna wait for 4 more years
Do you want to get Married: i want to get divorced
Do you belive in yourself: i exist so i must
Do you get Motion Sickness: when im drunk
Do you think you are Attractive: god loves ugly
Are you a Health Freak: i eat vegetables in bloody marys
Do you get along with your Parents: im always drunk so i get along with everyone
Do you like Thunderstorms: nope hate loud noises
Do you play an Instrument: umm not yet
In the past month have you Drank Alcohol: shit have you?
In the past month have you Smoked: no
In the past month have you been on Drugs: no not ever
In the past month have you gone to a Mall: yae i felt so out of place there im still a loser
In the past month have you eaten a box of Oreos: not yet
In the past month have you eaten Sushi: hate asians and there uncooked food
In the past month have you been on Stage: actually yae at the sherbetty show i did not perform though
In the past month have you been Dumped: i do the dumping
In the past month have you gone Skinny Dipping: no im araid of water
In the past month have you Stolen Anything: of course
Ever been Drunk: ever been sober?
Ever been called a Tease: naaa
Ever been Beaten up: twice now a carry guns
Ever Shoplifted: haha no yeas
How do you want to Die: in mass genecide with the rest of my peoples
What do you want to be when you Grow Up: a gangster
What country would you most like to Visit: jamaica mayne
In a Boy/Girl..
Favourite Eye Color: one blue one green one red
Favourite Hair Color: red.. red heads are hot
Short or Long Hair: medium
Height: doesnt matter
Weight: 220 if shes 5'5
Best Clothing Style: naked
Number of Drugs I have taken: drugs lead to violence and death
Number of CDs I own: no idea
Number of Piercings%4 nowA im scared of sharp things...none
Number of Tattoos: again dont like needles. they horrify me
Number of things in my Past I Regret: you might escape regret, but you cant regret escape
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People are strange, when you're a stranger
Faces look ugly when you're alone
Women seem wicked, when you're unwanted
Streets are uneven, when you're downWhen you're strange- faces come out of the rain (rain, rain)
When you're strange- no one remembers your name
When you're strange, when you're strange, when you're str-ange
To Boddah Speaking from the tongue of an experienced simpleton who obviously would rather be an emasculated, infantile complain-ee. This note should be pretty easy to understand.All the warnings from the punk rock 101 courses over the years, since my first introduction to the, shall we say, ethics involved with independence and the embracement of your community has proven to be very true. I haven't felt the excitement of listening to as well as creating music along with reading and writing for too many years now. I feel guity beyond words about these things.For example when we're back stage and the lights go out and the manic roar of the crowds begins., it doesn't affect me the way in which it did for Freddie Mercury, who seemed to love, relish in the the love and adoration from the crowd which is something I totally admire and envy. The fact is, I can't fool you, any one of you. It simply isn't fair to you or me. The worst crime I can think of would be to rip people off by faking it and pretending as if I'm having 100% fun. Sometimes I feel as if I should have a punch-in time clock before I walk out on stage. I've tried everything within my power to appreciate it (and I do,God, believe me I do, but it's not enough). I appreciate the fact that I and we have affected and entertained a lot of people. It must be one of those narcissists who only appreciate things when they're gone. I'm too sensitive. I need to be slightly numb in order to regain the enthusiasms I once had as a child.On our last 3 tours, I've had a much better appreciation for all the people I've known personally, and as fans of our music, but I still can't get over the frustration, the guilt and empathy I have for everyone. There's good in all of us and I think I simply love people too much, so much that it makes me feel too fucking sad. The sad little, sensitive, unappreciative, Pisces, Jesus man. Why don't you just enjoy it? I don't know!I have a goddess of a wife who sweats ambition and empathy and a daughter who reminds me too much of what i used to be, full of love and joy, kissing every person she meets because everyone is good and will do her no harm. And that terrifies me to the point to where I can barely function. I can't stand the thought of Frances becoming the miserable, self-destructive, death rocker that I've become.I have it good, very good, and I'm grateful, but since the age of seven, I've become hateful towards all humans in general. Only because it seems so easy for people to get along that have empathy. Only because I love and feel sorry for people too much I guess.Thank you all from the pit of my burning, nauseous stomach for your letters and concern during the past years. I'm too much of an erratic, moody baby! I don't have the passion anymore, and so remember, it's better to burn out than to fade away.Peace, love, empathy. Kurt CobainFrances and Courtney, I'll be at your alter. Please keep going Courtney, for Frances. For her life, which will be so much happier without me.I LOVE YOU, I LOVE YOU!