Like A Hand Grenade

I sometimes wonder how deep an obsession must run before it becomes unhealthy. To the point of stalking I guess. If I lived in Oakland, it would become unhealthy. I'd be at Rudy's Can't Fail Cafe everyday waiting for them. But maybe it's already unhealthy. I guard my 25 posters with my life. Whenever I watch Bullet In A Bible I start crying because these guys are so incredible and if they met me, they'd probably go into hiding. They're people just like me. But I don't see them that way. I literally can't go a minute without thinking about them. They have become a religion for me. I have a Green Day belt buckle, 3 t-shirts and counting, 2 biographies and counting, all their cds and hoping to get the Network's ( who is not Green Day), and a tote. I guess that doesn't look like a lot but add in things I have because of them. A belt like Tre and Billie wear, black nail polish, black lipstick, 5 pairs of black shoes, an abundance of black clothes, wristbands, a black acoustic guitar, a dislike for Smashing Pumpkins, stuff of NOFX's, a considerable amount of Ramones stuff, Rancid stuff, and Operation Ivy stuff. Maybe still that doesn't seem like much. But I'm beginning to feel overwhelmed. Some bands I only like because Green Day's said something good about them. I didn't like Nirvana until Mike and BJ talked about Kurt Cobain. Kurt is now my hero. I do make decisions apart from the influence of the guys. But they make me crazy. I think any pictures/posters of them can see and hear, so now I can't even get undressed in front of them. I've moved my bed to another room so they can't see how horrible I look in the morning. It just gets worse everyday. I just hope I'm one of the crowd here.

"She's overbored and self assured
Oh no, I know a dirty word."
Smells Like Teen Spirit: Nirvana
Posted on October 29th, 2007 at 11:21am


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