Read It My Love

Because written by an idiot heavyweight who clearly is more worthy to be a complainer who is weak and childish, this letter should be easily understood. All the warnings from the lessons of punk rock for years. After the introduction with - you could say - that values freedom and existence are bound by our community was proven to be very precise. For too long, I no longer feel the pleasure in listening to and also created a song the same way as when I was reading and writing. Can not be described again how I feel guilt over such matters. For example, when we get ready in the backstage and the lights began to be extinguished and the crowd began to scream hysterically, it does not affect me, Like Freddie Mercury, who seemed to like, enjoy the love and worship of the audience. Something that made me really admire and envy. The problem is, I can not lie to you. Overall only. That's not fair to me or you. The worst crime I ever did was cheat you with falsifying reality and pretend that I'm 100 percent a great time on stage. Sometimes I feel that I should be forced to rise above the stage. And I've tried everything within my power to appreciate it, really, believe me kalu God I really do that, but it was not enough. I accept the fact that I and we have affected and entertained a lot of people. But, I'm just one of those narcissists who only appreciate of something if something is not there anymore. I'm too sensitive. I need a bit of sense to be able to feel again the joy I've got as a child. In our last three tours, I have a better appreciation of the people, both in his capacity as individuals or as a fan, but I still can not escape from their frustration, feeling guilty to myself, and my sympathi to everyone. Everybody had a good side and mine is that I too love the people. , So much it makes me feel very sad. I am a Jesus man, a Gemini is weak, sensitive, do not know thank you, and sad. Why do not you just enjoy it? do not know. I have a goddess of a wife who sweats ambition and empathy and a daughter who reminds me of myself in the past. Full of love and joy, kissing every person she meets because everyone's good and it will not hurt him. It makes me frightened until I can not do anything. I can not imagine you grew into a rotten rockers who like to destroy yourself and sad as I am now. I have it good, very good, and I'm grateful, but I've become hateful towards all people since I was seven years old. Just because they look so easy to get along with, and empathy, empathy! I thought it was because of love and feelings that are too big on people. From the bottom of the fuckin heart burned, I say thank you for your letters and concern during this. I was a child fickle and wishy washy! There was no spirit left in me. So remember, it's better than the burnt-out faded. Peace, love, empathy.

-L-