I love my fingers
Dear fingers,
I know you can’t enjoy this right now, as you are busy working on the key board, but I want you know how much I appreciate your hard work all day long. (If you know what I mean) And to that I salute you majestic friends, and you’ll salute in return.
whats on the fridge
kurt was kinda weird, in his olympia apartment at age 20, living with his girl firiend he would go to thrift stores and buy anatomy books and diagnoses books and cut out pictures of diseased vaginas. he cut out these pictures along with butcher shop meat pics and put them on his fridge.
His girlfriend was lucky enough to get later that year, a iron butterfly cd with a pic of batman painted on the cover and a named barbie with a noose around her neck attached to the cd.
clearly kurt was in love
kurt was awesome and jesus
though he doesnt believe in gods besides buddah
he thought that these weird “Quik” drinks made an extra lining around his stomach or something and helped stop his stomach aches (a life long re-occuring problem he had that was to the extream…) he thought he would die of this supposed disease or what ever it was and wanted to be named after it when he died of it…
