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If this were all i could listen to for the rest of my life, is be fine.
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here are some pics of kurt and frances, they should’ve had more time together, he completely adored her :(
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Kurt Cobain / from his Journal 
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kurt <3
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A list of Kurt Cobain’s “likes” from his journal entries.
“I like punk rock, girls with weird eyes, passion, to complain and do nothing to make things better, vinyl, write poetry, various styles of music, nature and animals, sleep..”
Most being sarcastic or humorous toward him. (part 1) - (part 2)
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Lol i love him
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Kurt Cobain performing at Hara Arena, Dayton, Ohio, US
October 30, 1993
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When i was a teenage whore
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You're hungry but I'm starving
He cut you down from the tree
He keeps you in a box by the bed alive but just barely
He said, "I'm your lover-I'm your friend; I'm pure!"
And he hit me again
With a bullet, number one
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can we talk about euphoria? Let's talk about euphoria.
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I LOVE THIS SONG AND YOU SHOULD TOO INCESTICIDE IS SO UNDERRATED
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Purebred Meth-head
Words hurt my head
You smoke her like she’s incense 
An ever present ache-muscle sense
Never mind--I’m braindead
It’s just too much bloodshed
Who had hurt her civil defense?
It’s only another medical expense
Better left unsaid
Face so hot and red
Such an overwhelming penitence
Deliver me my commonsense
The urge to drop dead.
I’m but a dumb slut with a sword
Asked by my mother to praise the lord
I see only the light that shined
I hear only the sound in my mind.
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It’s not idolization of suicide–or of someone who committed suicide. I don’t idolize anyone who has committed suicide, nor will I ever. I find the mind and work of Kurt Cobain compelling, I don’t idolize him. 
I feel like I was made differently… my brain is just made wrong. It’s so different from everyone else’s–or maybe that’s my ignorance. I don’t seem like a person with anything, and maybe that’s the case for some other people. I’m just in pain. I want to write, I want to not.
I feel like music is so integral for someone to really make their thoughts fluid. What is it about my mind that makes me want to kill myself, but for selfish reasons. In reality, all suicide is selfish, but maybe the committer isn’t aware of that. To them, their just breaking of the sore, the main issue that’s preventing them from happiness: life. But that’s such a blanket statement on its own. None of it can be fully determined. 
Having no one over and over and over again makes you aware that you in fact are the problem, and unfortunately your personality is simply shit. And I know that about myself. There isn’t one good thing about me. But I can't tell people that because then it would appear as if I’m looking for more pity, which is exactly what my brain is doing. I blame myself. I never have any friends because I scare people, I’m aggressive, I'm not funny, I’m not smart, I’m not kind, I’m not attractive, I’m not needed.
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Is this inception? 
Portray sincerity act out of loyalty Defend your free country wish away pain Hand out lobotomies to save little families Surrealistic fantasy bland boring plain
Holy now in restitution Livin' out our date with fusion Is our whole fleece shun in bastard Don't feel guilty master writing Somebody says that their not much like I am I know I can Make enough up the words you go along I sing then some 
Sickening pessimist hypocrite master Conservative communist apocalyptic Bastard Thank you Dear God for putting me on this Earth I feel very privileged in debt for my thirst Downer
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