Kurt Cobain

It's really no reason to get excited about anything in life. You could be the best at whatever your doing and get no respect. Turn around and see the worst being praised like gods of modern today. Fuck the magazines, the blogsites, and most of all the cult needing people, in this lonely world. The comfort only comes from emails from fans who sincerely wanna see you win. The doubt and guilt you feel for not being where your trying to be yet. And all in all, you just end up feeling rushed. Never having time to appreciate the process of getting better and building. Super ignored. Superbly beaten. The moods different if people around actually thinks there's potential. But somehow, you nevermind it and keep going. Fantasizing death like it's some sort of miracle. Seeing the pure child in yourself being taken away like another sad custody battle between life and whats expected of you today. Be cool? Don't worry? Here, have some drugs... but don't take pills, they're bad for you. Don't smoke ciggarettes, you'll catch cancer. Don't, don't, don't, don't don't! is all i fucking hear nowadays. I usta not understand alotta things about life and people, but now I do. Not fully, but way more than I did. Learning everyday. Just tryna learn to keep my mouth shut more.