“I found a gay friend who basically saved me from wanting to kill myself half the time. Apparently, everyone in high school knew he was gay, and they just didn’t bother to tell me or I just didn’t bother to notice until he decided to make a pass at me one night and I just flatly told him that I wasn’t gay but I’d still be his friend. After that, I just started to realize that people were looking at me even more peculiarly than usual and then I started getting harassed, especially in gym class. They felt threatened because they were naked and I was supposedly gay, so they either better cover up their penises or punch me… or both. But after that, I started being proud of the fact that I was gay, even though I wasn’t.”— Kurt Cobain (via nirvanism)
I JUST ATE A SHIT TON OF THOSE ENERGY BLAST GUMMY SHITS AND I CAN’T CALM DOWN. “For Maximum Energy Delivery* I DON’T THINK I REALLY NEED THAT AT THE MOMENT BUT THANKS. GAODGSJNFUCKERY. HYYYYPER AS SHIT AND I CANT WAIT FOR SAN FRANSISCO AND GOOD WEED AND SHOPPING IN LESS THAN A WEEK OMG I’M GONNA HAVE SO MUCH FUN FUCK THAT BITCH I DONT EVEN GIVE A FUCK. I LIKE MY MUSIC SO FUCK YOU, YOU FUCKERS. I FINK U FREEKY AND I LIKE U A LOT.
“What really knocks me out is a book that, when you’re all done reading it, you wish the author that wrote it was a terrific friend of yours and you could call him up on the phone whenever you felt like it. That doesn’t happen much, though.”—J. D. Salinger, The Catcher in the Rye (via immortels)