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Saturday, April 30, 2011
In bloom
I'd rather be hated for who I am, than loved for who I am not.
He’s the one
Who likes all our pretty songs
And he likes to sing along
And he likes to shoot his gun
But he knows not what it means
Kurt Cobain
(1967-1994)
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