My dear,

Take your blood money, and take your misery that comes with it; I’d rather be poor and happy than rich and miserable. I’d rather do what I love for an audience of ten people, than sell myself out for a stadium.

I’d rather be hated for who I am, than loved for who I am not.

If I’m hated for who I am, that one person that says “I love you” will truly love me. It would take a trillion people saying that when they don’t know the real me to equal that… And there’s not a trillion people in the world.

Falsely yours,
Kurt Donald Cobain