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Back in December of 1996, worried about the influence of Green Day’s “explicit” fourth album, Insomniac, on her 8-year-old son, an angry mother decided to write a slightly aggressive letter of complaint to the band. It clearly hit a nerve, and she soon received a handwritten response from then-24-year-old frontman Billie Joe Armstrong. Both letters can be seen below.

Apparently this exchange inspired the song “Reject,” as found on Green Day’s next album, Nimrod.

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I fantasize about going back to high school with the knowledge I have now. I would shine. I would have a good time, I would have a girlfriend. I think that’s where a lot of my pain comes from. I think I never had any teenage years to go back to.

— Spalding Gray

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There are a hundred things she has tried to chase away the things she won’t remember and that she can’t even let herself think about because that’s when the birds scream and the worms crawl and somewhere in her mind it’s always raining a slow and endless drizzle.


You will hear that she has left the country, that there was a gift she wanted you to have, but it is lost before it reaches you. Late one night the telephone will sign, and a voice that might be hers will say something that you cannot interpret before the connection crackles and is broken.

Several years later, from a taxi, you will see someone in a doorway who looks like her, but she will be gone by the time you persuade the driver to stop. You will never see her again. 

Whenever it rains you will think of her. ” 

― Neil Gaiman

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Waves, crash against my mind, revolving your thoughts and changing time, but I, I only crash, but you, you crash and burn, but we can only learn… Confusions in these sums, and I added it altogether, but I always get one, and that`s you…Your eyes, glowing, glowing, what`s coming next? Building fire on me with your dragon breath. The sky is blowing, blowing, blowing a storm, you`re trying your best to keep me warm, the only warmth in me is hope inside, scared, it might leave, run and hide, don`t make me naive. I`ve been here for a thousand years, I`ll be here for a thousand more, you are not the only one, trying to find your way, I`ll be there for you…

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