september 24, 1991
it's really hard to explain what music means to me. it's even harder to explain what nirvana means to me and how deep the grunge has its roots inside of me and how it gave a start to an endless love. how i suffered for the same emotions but in a totaly different way, time and reality. how i found the comfort in kurt's voice and how many times i spoke with him looking down at me from the poster hanging on the wall in my dorm.
...and whatever is the real story, my inner self will smell like teen spirit forever.
and smile! i.
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