I would love to be erased from our association with Pearl Jam or the Nymphs and other first time offenders.
I will get stoned and worship Satan.
I'm not worried about what's going to happen when I'm thirty, because I am never going to make it to thirty. You know what life is like after thirty - I don't want that.
The day is done. I'm having fun. I think I'm dumb. Or maybe just happy.
None of you will ever know what I am thinking.
A miserable, self-destructive, death rocker...better to burn out than to fade away.