Monday, December 8, 2008
Impostors.
Hello, avid readers. I am afraid that I, Trent Reznor, have made an awful discovery. A discovery of deceit, of lies, of a tasteless charade, of a counterfeit, of a man who makes me want to bleed.
http://twitter.com/trontrozboz
That, my good friends, is a blatant IMPOSTOR. Who is he to take my identity from me, the very parts of my soul that make me who I am, and metaphorically smash them to bits, digging them a hole, burying them deep into said hole, and pissing on the grave - what right does he have?! I'll tell you what right he has: NO RIGHT.
When I received the email notifying me of this on my iPhone, I would be a lying man if I said I didn't shed at least one tear. This breaks my heart, knowing that someone would go out and humiliate me like that! As the tears fell on my shiny, pristine iPhone's screen, I read the email, and I thought "Tront Rozboz is a dead, dead man." You hear me, "Rozboz"? You're dead! DEAD!
Not only does he actively seek out ways to humiliate me, he also is the cause of these waterspots on my iPhone. Waterspots... well, let it be known that when said spots come from the black tears of Trent Reznor... the spots DON'T COME OFF.
And you thought it couldn't get worse? My warranty expired YESTERDAY.
But back to "Rozboz". Scoff. I scoff at his stupid, immature attempt at humor. First of all, he makes fun of the friendship Steve Jobs and I have. That is so not cool. Can you believe that this imbicile has 32 followers?! THIRTY-FUCKING-TWO. Sixteen times fucking two. 32 people BELIEVE his impostory. Is impostory even a word? Fuck it. Fuck it all. I hate this man. Taking my name, distorting it in the stupidest way possible, and then acquiring "fans"! Oh, his adoring FANS! "Oooh tront i luv u!!!! <33333" is probably not far from being an exact quote from one of those digusting bottom-feeders. Leeches. All of them, leeches. I hate Rozboz. I hate that man.
Bleed. This man makes me bleed. When one only knows how to hate.... we bleed. This... this pointed blade, so beautiful, shining in the glow of my MacBook's screen... I shouldn't... I really shouldn't.
Just when I thought I didn't have enough bloodstains on my MacBook already, well... there's more. Here they are. For all the world to see. I hope the world sees, sees just how much Tront fucking Rozboz makes me BLEED. This once beautiful MacBook, now stained forever by my torment, and by the blood Tront Rozboz has make me spill. Tront Rozboz is now forever staining my MacBook. Fuck it. I should just go slit his fucking throat, drink his blood and stain my MacBook further. Victory stains. Victory blood.
But no. All I have right here is my stained MacBook, my two expired Apple warranties, my knife, and my body.
red is such a beautiful color...
XO
TR
http://twitter.com/trontrozboz
That, my good friends, is a blatant IMPOSTOR. Who is he to take my identity from me, the very parts of my soul that make me who I am, and metaphorically smash them to bits, digging them a hole, burying them deep into said hole, and pissing on the grave - what right does he have?! I'll tell you what right he has: NO RIGHT.
When I received the email notifying me of this on my iPhone, I would be a lying man if I said I didn't shed at least one tear. This breaks my heart, knowing that someone would go out and humiliate me like that! As the tears fell on my shiny, pristine iPhone's screen, I read the email, and I thought "Tront Rozboz is a dead, dead man." You hear me, "Rozboz"? You're dead! DEAD!
Not only does he actively seek out ways to humiliate me, he also is the cause of these waterspots on my iPhone. Waterspots... well, let it be known that when said spots come from the black tears of Trent Reznor... the spots DON'T COME OFF.
And you thought it couldn't get worse? My warranty expired YESTERDAY.
But back to "Rozboz". Scoff. I scoff at his stupid, immature attempt at humor. First of all, he makes fun of the friendship Steve Jobs and I have. That is so not cool. Can you believe that this imbicile has 32 followers?! THIRTY-FUCKING-TWO. Sixteen times fucking two. 32 people BELIEVE his impostory. Is impostory even a word? Fuck it. Fuck it all. I hate this man. Taking my name, distorting it in the stupidest way possible, and then acquiring "fans"! Oh, his adoring FANS! "Oooh tront i luv u!!!! <33333" is probably not far from being an exact quote from one of those digusting bottom-feeders. Leeches. All of them, leeches. I hate Rozboz. I hate that man.
Bleed. This man makes me bleed. When one only knows how to hate.... we bleed. This... this pointed blade, so beautiful, shining in the glow of my MacBook's screen... I shouldn't... I really shouldn't.
Just when I thought I didn't have enough bloodstains on my MacBook already, well... there's more. Here they are. For all the world to see. I hope the world sees, sees just how much Tront fucking Rozboz makes me BLEED. This once beautiful MacBook, now stained forever by my torment, and by the blood Tront Rozboz has make me spill. Tront Rozboz is now forever staining my MacBook. Fuck it. I should just go slit his fucking throat, drink his blood and stain my MacBook further. Victory stains. Victory blood.
But no. All I have right here is my stained MacBook, my two expired Apple warranties, my knife, and my body.
red is such a beautiful color...
XO
TR
Sunday, December 7, 2008
This is the beginning of the end.
Hello.
This is my new blog. I am Trent Reznor, nice to meet you. I guess this is where I will be updating you on my life, love, loofahs, and everything in between. Honestly, I don't think I have to say much of anything to introduce myself, everybody already knows who I am.
So I guess I'll just jump right in and start. It's quite early in the morning, and I have a show tonight, and honestly I don't know why I am awake. We're in Portland, OR.
There has been so much chaos lately about my recent "curtain call" post on the front page of nin.com. Let me explain: I am taking a break. From touring. I am not quitting. As much as I might secretly love to just stop, these poor old bones can't take it anymore, I'm not going to. And all I said was that, at the end of the announced 2009 dates, that will be the last NIN show of this scale. I mean, really. I didn't say "Screw you guys, I'm leaving!" I just said that these shows will be the last of their kind. This costs a lot of money, you know?! And it takes a serious toll on my mental health now that I have to do all of this planning and everything on my own. But it's worth it, I think.
It really makes me so sad that everybody thinks I was just going to leave them high and dry and just quit. I mean, I love what I do. I have music constantly pumping through my veins, I can't just stop, no matter how hard I try. I just really wish that my fans would realize this. :'( I love you all, and I will never disappoint you. Oh, and sorry about that DVD thing. Blame Interscope. But I'm very excited about the fan DVD that might be happening, very awesome. My fans are so great!
I just wish that I was worthy of such admiration...
Well, that's all for now, my iPhone needs charging. I'll be sure to update soon!
XO
TR
This is my new blog. I am Trent Reznor, nice to meet you. I guess this is where I will be updating you on my life, love, loofahs, and everything in between. Honestly, I don't think I have to say much of anything to introduce myself, everybody already knows who I am.
So I guess I'll just jump right in and start. It's quite early in the morning, and I have a show tonight, and honestly I don't know why I am awake. We're in Portland, OR.
There has been so much chaos lately about my recent "curtain call" post on the front page of nin.com. Let me explain: I am taking a break. From touring. I am not quitting. As much as I might secretly love to just stop, these poor old bones can't take it anymore, I'm not going to. And all I said was that, at the end of the announced 2009 dates, that will be the last NIN show of this scale. I mean, really. I didn't say "Screw you guys, I'm leaving!" I just said that these shows will be the last of their kind. This costs a lot of money, you know?! And it takes a serious toll on my mental health now that I have to do all of this planning and everything on my own. But it's worth it, I think.
It really makes me so sad that everybody thinks I was just going to leave them high and dry and just quit. I mean, I love what I do. I have music constantly pumping through my veins, I can't just stop, no matter how hard I try. I just really wish that my fans would realize this. :'( I love you all, and I will never disappoint you. Oh, and sorry about that DVD thing. Blame Interscope. But I'm very excited about the fan DVD that might be happening, very awesome. My fans are so great!
I just wish that I was worthy of such admiration...
Well, that's all for now, my iPhone needs charging. I'll be sure to update soon!
XO
TR
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