i donno y this was privated y listen to that stuff so sad. y? y torment ourselves? and pay the record companies for creating a mass melancholy among todays teens. theres enough stuff in out lives. we dont need that shit. we need to let go, move on. if something was so life changing, then we need to face it with some pride, some self respect, some courage, stop the effing whining and crying and change it, change ourselves, see. i dont choose to subject myself to the woes of a dateless overpaid musician on drugs. i need something happy, something special. a little piece of heaven to prove it still exists.