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alright. well. my life has been taken away.
i honestly, truly don't care if you think i'm a fag for thinking all of this. it's my feelings. i have to vent because i don't feel like talking to anyone in particular about it.
all through-out middle school and high school i was the only girl/person who REALLY loved pantera. everyone including the teachers, deans, and principal knew me as the "pantera girl". i'm not even kidding. every single day, i would wear a different pantera shirt and people would be like, "wtf.. how do you have so many shirts?" my first guitar was the dimeST pro and i don't even know how to play the fucking guitar and it cost my dad a grip.
my brother told me and i thought he was fucking around, and then i heard it on the news and josh heard it on the radio and i got a txt from MTV saying it was true and all this random bullshit. and for the first 5-10 minutes, i didn't even cry. my mouth was probably gaping open and i just sat there. then somehow i remembered the deluxe DVD was in my dvd player so i put it on and watched MONSTERS IN MOSCOW for the first 20 minutes and just started crying. i called josh and cried, which was lame because nobody ever see's/hears me cry unless it's tania or my mother. i honestly don't know how, but he made me laugh. NEVER would i have laughed if i was talking to anyone else.
i even liked them through power metal/ride my rocket/i am the night albums my uncles would play. hardly anybody even knows about that shit or even has the original albums. whenever people had questions on pantera, they always came to me and i felt cool, haha.
i got tania, my best friend/sister to start loving pantera when she was in the 8th grade. same goes for my little brother when he was in 2nd grade. he was little metal man and now he's big metal man. heh.
fucking unbelieveable. too tragic.
i have so many memories and photos with not just dime, but the entire band and some of their old road crew from the late 90's. i've shared plenty of beers with him. kisses and hugs. petting of the hair, haha.
this shit is insane. tragic disbelief are the only words that come to mind.
nobody understands. you think i'm being dramatic, probably. "get over it. he's just a musician." but seriously. you need to be in my shoes. pantera and anything that had to do with them is my fucking life. it's just my life. it's not pathetic. it's true. if it came down to it, i would easily have jumped in front of darrell and took the bullet. you may think i say this just a talk, but for the people who know how much i love this man and everything he stood for, you would know it's not just talk but would have been action without a sudden thought.
i'm still in shock. i just can't believe that one of the musicians i looked up to as a child, is dead. this is the weirdest fucking thing i've ever heard. i hope it's a lie... i know it isn't, but i think if i keep on saying it, it'll happen.
my eyes are so fucking exhausted and i thank josh for caring so much about me that he listens to me cry and talk nonsense. <3
i am going to kill the motherfucker posers now that will all of a sudden be obsessed with pantera and darrell and not even know shit about anything.
i know there will be a memorial here in LA soon for him. no fucking doubt. i just need to know where and when. if anyone hears of anything, please let me know. i'm sure i'll hear of it, too. but you know, help out.
i guess my CFH (cowboys from hell) tattoo is going to pay off.
it's good to see true fans getting together and supporting this sad, fucking tragic event. another bites the dust, eh?
NATHAN GALE: I ASK YOU PLEASE JUST GIVE US 5 MINUTES ALONE.
i honestly, truly don't care if you think i'm a fag for thinking all of this. it's my feelings. i have to vent because i don't feel like talking to anyone in particular about it.
all through-out middle school and high school i was the only girl/person who REALLY loved pantera. everyone including the teachers, deans, and principal knew me as the "pantera girl". i'm not even kidding. every single day, i would wear a different pantera shirt and people would be like, "wtf.. how do you have so many shirts?" my first guitar was the dimeST pro and i don't even know how to play the fucking guitar and it cost my dad a grip.
my brother told me and i thought he was fucking around, and then i heard it on the news and josh heard it on the radio and i got a txt from MTV saying it was true and all this random bullshit. and for the first 5-10 minutes, i didn't even cry. my mouth was probably gaping open and i just sat there. then somehow i remembered the deluxe DVD was in my dvd player so i put it on and watched MONSTERS IN MOSCOW for the first 20 minutes and just started crying. i called josh and cried, which was lame because nobody ever see's/hears me cry unless it's tania or my mother. i honestly don't know how, but he made me laugh. NEVER would i have laughed if i was talking to anyone else.
i even liked them through power metal/ride my rocket/i am the night albums my uncles would play. hardly anybody even knows about that shit or even has the original albums. whenever people had questions on pantera, they always came to me and i felt cool, haha.
i got tania, my best friend/sister to start loving pantera when she was in the 8th grade. same goes for my little brother when he was in 2nd grade. he was little metal man and now he's big metal man. heh.
fucking unbelieveable. too tragic.
i have so many memories and photos with not just dime, but the entire band and some of their old road crew from the late 90's. i've shared plenty of beers with him. kisses and hugs. petting of the hair, haha.
this shit is insane. tragic disbelief are the only words that come to mind.
nobody understands. you think i'm being dramatic, probably. "get over it. he's just a musician." but seriously. you need to be in my shoes. pantera and anything that had to do with them is my fucking life. it's just my life. it's not pathetic. it's true. if it came down to it, i would easily have jumped in front of darrell and took the bullet. you may think i say this just a talk, but for the people who know how much i love this man and everything he stood for, you would know it's not just talk but would have been action without a sudden thought.
i'm still in shock. i just can't believe that one of the musicians i looked up to as a child, is dead. this is the weirdest fucking thing i've ever heard. i hope it's a lie... i know it isn't, but i think if i keep on saying it, it'll happen.
my eyes are so fucking exhausted and i thank josh for caring so much about me that he listens to me cry and talk nonsense. <3
i am going to kill the motherfucker posers now that will all of a sudden be obsessed with pantera and darrell and not even know shit about anything.
i know there will be a memorial here in LA soon for him. no fucking doubt. i just need to know where and when. if anyone hears of anything, please let me know. i'm sure i'll hear of it, too. but you know, help out.
i guess my CFH (cowboys from hell) tattoo is going to pay off.
it's good to see true fans getting together and supporting this sad, fucking tragic event. another bites the dust, eh?
NATHAN GALE: I ASK YOU PLEASE JUST GIVE US 5 MINUTES ALONE.