Lake of Fire

Sometimes I like to make up stories to get my mom going. She’s very easy and fun to fuck with.

Yesterday I decided to pretend I wrote a song.

I sang my mom the lyrics to Lake of Fire by Nirvana and asked her what she thought. Her exact words (after looking @ me like I’m crazy because I’ve never sung before) were: “sounds like depressing garbage Nobody would listen to that!”

Then I played the song for her and she was like “wait… I know this song your father loved it!!”

This is what I call social proof that it’s less about what’s being said and more about who’s saying it.

Random thought: Does anybody else use concerts/raves/Coachella as an excuse to use drugs? Or do you actually like the music? Asking for a friend…