When I was younger, and by that I mean during High school, I used to watch the rain pouring down from the bus’ window and I remember I started to love it, because everyone else around me hated it, like it was some sort of evil.
Since they were just swearing against it, I felt more and more fascinated by the one-second slow and the-other-second fast motion of the rain.
Nowadays, and I’m still not that old OK, I like the rain sometimes. I guess you can’t hate what you once loved. (this can be taken out of the topic DON’T)
I love it when I’m at home (very early morning / very late evening) and there is no sound around me but the calming dropping of the rain and when it gets heavy (I still love it, because I’m still at home) it seems like there is somebody screaming and shouting incomprehensible words, somewhere.
And then maybe you suddenly (by chance) catch one or two of those words and you start writing a song (or you start shouting as well, depends where you live in the world).
I recently found out that Kurt’s daughter has grown into a very beautiful (and grungy) woman. I really like her style and she seems to have a personality of her own. (I was reading her twitter!)
You can see the resemblance with Kurt. (She even bought a similar pair of glasses)
And last but not least, she tried to make us remember that her father once married Courtney in a Pajama, posing in a brand new one in a recent twitter picture. I think this is cute!
Past quote: In August 2006, she was photographed for Elle magazine and said:”I wore his pajamas because he got married in them to my mom in 1992 in Hawaii so I thought they would be cute if I wore them today. He was too lazy to put on a tux so he got married in pajamas!”
I like to just wash my hair and leave it until it’s dry. And then I go out. I don’t like to spend hours to damage my hair, until it looks 100% like a magazine cover. Messy is better, don’t you think? Here’s a compilation of messy hair I have found on tumblr:
Sometimes we don’t realize that great things are around us. Sentences that we think they have no meanings… and when it comes that we understand it, it’s too late. We moved on, we are looking forward. SomeTIMES there is NO TIME. Everything is spinning around like a fortune wheel, and we are in the middle of it. The center of attention.
So let’s find some of these friends… the one that I have in my head, I bet you have some in your head too.
