Kurdt Kobain.

I am learning that I have much more in common with him than I should be willing to admit.

I fall more in love with him each time I learn something new about him.

I pretend he isn't dead.

Does that make me sick?

There are thoughts that he has that make me gasp.

He really is a genius.

I wish I could have known him.

I'm obsessed.

This is a list of thoughts that we share:

• I am threatened by ridicule.
• I am overly conscious of the sincerity in my voice.
• I love my parents yet I disagree with merely everything they stand for.
• I understand and appreciate the value of religion for others.
• My emotions are affected by music.
• Punk rock means freedom.
• I use bits and pieces of others' personalities to form my own.