Life's like that!!!

Came upon a busy traffic single one sunny afternoon, where this old wrinkled lady asked me for some money for food. I took out some pears from my bag and gave it to her. She refused it and returned to me. She wanted money instead.

I was shocked to think that nowadays people have become so fussy. Even beggars have become choosers. I was quite angry and upset. Then she came back and told me she didn't have teeth to eat the fruit.

And thats when I felt really bad for thinking wrong about her and gave her some money. We are so used to thinking that this world is so bad, that we forget that there are so many good people around us.

"It's better to burn out than to fade away"

KURT COBAIN's SUICIDE NOTE

To Boddah,
Speaking from the tongue of an experienced simpleton who obviously would rather be an emasculated, infantile complainee, this note should be pretty easy to understand.
All the warnings from the punk rock 101 over the years, since my first introduction to the, shall we say, ethics involved with independance and the embracement of your community has proven to be very true. I haven't felt the excitement of listening to, as well as creating music along with reading and writing for too many years now. I feel guilty beyond words for these things.
For example, when we're backstage and the lights go out and the manic roar of the crowd begins, it doesn't affect me the way in which it did for Freddie mercury, who seemed to love, relish in the love and adoration from the crowd which is something I totally admire and envy. The fact is, I can't fool you, any one of you. It simply isn't fair to you or me. The worst crime I could think of would be to rip people off by faking it and pretending as if I'm having 100% fun. Sometimes I feel as if I should have a punch-in time clock before I walk out on stage. I've tried everything within my power to appreciate it (and I do, God, believe me I do, but it's not enough.) I appreciate the fact that I and we have entertained a lot of people. I must be one of those narcissists who only appreciate things when they're gone. I'm too sensitive. I need to be slightly numb in order to regain the enthusiasms I once had as a child.
On our last 3 tours, I've had a much better appreciation for all the people I've known personally, and as fans of our music, but I still can't get over the frustration, the guilt and empathy I have for everyone. There's good in all of us, and I think I simply love people too much, so much that it makes me feel too fucking sad. The sad little sensitive, unappreciative, pisces, Jesus man. Why don't you just enjoy it? I don't know!
I have a goddess of a wife who sweats ambition and empathy and a daughter who reminds me too much of what I used to be, full of love and joy, kissing every person she meets because everyone is good and will do her no harm. And that terrifies me to the point where I can barely function. I can't stand the thought of Frances becoming the miserable, self-destructive death-rocker that I have become.
I have it good, very good, and I'm grateful, but since the age of seven, I've become hateful towards all humans in general. Only because it seems so easy for people to get along that have empathy. Only because I love and feel sorry for people too much I guess.
Thank you all from the pit of my burning, nauseous stomach for your letters and concern during the past years. I'm too much of an erratic moody baby! I don't have the passion anymore, and so remember, it's better to burn out than to fade away.
Peace, Love, Empathy.Kurt CobainFrances and Courtney, I'll be at your alter.Please keep going Courtney, for Frances, for her life which will be so much happier without me.
I LOVE YOU, I LOVE YOU!