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vorpalfae · 3 months
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jarofalicesgrunge · 2 months
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Kurt Cobain at a Nirvana concert in Hollywood, CA, August 15th 1991.
📸 by Kevin Estrada
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ninetieshaze · 8 months
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faiiry-vomit · 2 months
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🧷Kurdt🧷
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p0is0ngirlx · 8 months
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mobilis-in-mobili · 4 months
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Kurt Cobain's Suicide Note (5 April, 1994)
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To Boddah
Speaking from the tongue of an experienced simpleton who obviously would rather be an emasculated, infantile complain-ee. This note should be pretty easy to understand.
All the warnings from the punk rock 101 courses over the years, since my first introduction to the, shall we say, ethics involved with independence and the embracement of your community has proven to be very true. I haven't felt the excitement of listening to as well as creating music along with reading and writing for too many years now. I feel guity beyond words about these things.
For example when we're back stage and the lights go out and the manic roar of the crowds begins, it doesn't affect me the way in which it did for Freddie Mercury, who seemed to love, relish in the the love and adoration from the crowd which is something I totally admire and envy. The fact is, I can't fool you, any one of you. It simply isn't fair to you or me. The worst crime I can think of would be to rip people off by faking it and pretending as if I'm having 100% fun. Sometimes I feel as if I should have a punch-in time clock before I walk out on stage. I've tried everything within my power to appreciate it (and I do, God, believe me I do, but it's not enough). I appreciate the fact that I and we have affected and entertained a lot of people. It must be one of those narcissists who only appreciate things when they're gone. I'm too sensitive. I need to be slightly numb in order to regain the enthusiasms I once had as a child.
On our last 3 tours, I've had a much better appreciation for all the people I've known personally, and as fans of our music, but I still can't get over the frustration, the guilt and empathy I have for everyone. There's good in all of us and I think I simply love people too much, so much that it makes me feel too fucking sad. The sad little, sensitive, unappreciative, Pisces, Jesus man. Why don't you just enjoy it? I don't know!
I have a goddess of a wife who sweats ambition and empathy and a daughter who reminds me too much of what i used to be, full of love and joy, kissing every person she meets because everyone is good and will do her no harm. And that terrifies me to the point to where I can barely function. I can't stand the thought of Frances becoming the miserable, self-destructive, death rocker that I've become.
I have it good, very good, and I'm grateful, but since the age of seven, I've become hateful towards all humans in general. Only because it seems so easy for people to get along that have empathy. Only because I love and feel sorry for people too much I guess.
Thank you all from the pit of my burning, nauseous stomach for your letters and concern during the past years. I'm too much of an erratic, moody baby! I don't have the passion anymore, and so remember, it's better to burn out than to fade away.
Peace, love, empathy. Kurt Cobain
Frances and Courtney, I'll be at your altar. Please keep going Courtney, for Frances. For her life, which will be so much happier without me.
I LOVE YOU, I LOVE YOU!
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liv1ngdeadgrrrl · 14 days
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today marks 30 years without him.
thank you for the music, for the art, for everything. for making the world a more humane place solely with your being and your songs - punk rock lullabies 🤍 silly little fun fact about me is that i've cried over the fact that i've been born years after you left this earth more times than i can count.
i hope (i know) boddah is still your best friend. whenever i put on bleach or montage of heck he smiles.
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brooklynislandgirl · 2 months
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@ifyoucatchacriminal {{because Tumblr is not allowing me to cut this}}
She lifts a hand and tilts it to the side as if she gives his explanation a pass or something close to it. She can't deny that Henry is well versed in the art of listening to a million different tales of woe. He witnesses break ups and new romances. Fights and friendly arguments. People's plans for the future or their sorrow breaking them down. It's a wider range than she sees at the clinic and at the hospital. And she's glad for that. Henry doesn't need to wallow in the deep end of human sorrow. He's a sensitive man. There have been times when she's seen his concern and his heart breaking when he sees another of his tribal members struggling under the weight of the world. He is particularly susceptible to the woes of women and children. Makes her wonder if he was raised by a single mother, or if raising Rebecca was done mostly on his own, though she hadn't quite managed to find a way to ask without feeling like she's prying. His veins and tendons beneath his skin catch her eye as he gets himself another drink. She follows his cup's journey to his mouth, watches as his lips brush the rim of his mug. Her own lips twitch in response, not exactly a smile but something in her expression softening. "Table of four ladies ovah dere? Dey were uhm…quite appreciative of ya more physical charms earlier. Spent a' least ten minutes darin' each oddah t' try an' make demselves friendly wi' you." Some of the comments were explicit and it had drudged up nascent territorial feelings on her part. First she doesn't like people being objectified in general, but when it comes to Henry and to some extent, Andy, she can't help but to feel the stirings of anger that is are so foreign to her most days. It is different too when someone says 'oh, he's a good looking guy' and 'oh the things I would do to him in bed'. The first one acknowledges that Henry is incredibly handsome ~there's still a set of steak knives on the other side of the bar because no one said 'exotic'~ but the second one reduces his from person glorified marital aid, the way they say it. "And I guess it just made me curious. I don' t'ink I'd be able t' say somet'ing li'dat if I didn't know you." Beth is honest. Sometimes to the point of being awkward. "Made me kind of…funny feeling. Offended on your behalf, I guess? Mebbe cause I see you as so much more dan your looks, handsome as you might be. Does it boddah you when women make assumptions about you?"
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e-m-p-error · 3 months
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[ @hellsmayflower LIKED For A Starter ]
[ Angel Dust ]
Swirling his drink in his glass again, Angel Dust stared at the amber liquid as it flowed around the fancy ball of ice in the center. Husker didn't do that just because, that much he knew, but he thought it was something Charlie related. He registered someone else joining him at the bar, and glanced over.
"Not in da mood, Toots. You wanna boddah someone, go find Charlie. She's good fer talkin'." He sighed softly, taking a long pull from his drink. After a second, he choked, then spat some of it back into the glass. A fly. Motherfucking flies in his drink, now.
"Holy fuck, I'm a middle-aged cliche." He growled quietly, setting his glass down and coughing. What was his afterlife, now, in this place? He didn't know what to do with himself.
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sayuricorner · 1 year
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There's this question that has been my mind for a while now what would of EAH life had been like if headmaster grimm never separated the worlds?
I think such scenario would have happen in a alternative universe where Milton Grimm isn't obsessed with destiny and in such scenario with both worlds still being connected, I think life in the Ever After world would be less complicated and more peaceful since its people wouldn't be forced to follow their ancestors destiny.
They would also had more importunities to develop their potentials and to searching themself.
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bothsidesofaquestion · 5 months
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📱: Sender calls Receiver to check up on them. She isn't sure why she hadn't been picked to go out on the mission; her skills are sharp and incredibly useful both as a nurse practitioner with a degree she earned herself, and with the ability to heal someone even on the brink of death. But maybe the worst of it is not knowing if the team, and particularly Kurt, are managing themselves. If they're hurt or... She doesn't want to think about the rest of that. Her call goes straight to voicemail. "Hi. Uhm. Is me, Beth. Normally nevah would try an' boddah you wen ya stay so busy but it's been t'ree days an' no word if you're alright. Jus' wan check in. See if ya okay. Uhm. I guess eiddah call me back or I'll see you wen you come back."
random acts of service prompts | accepting
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[::text::] beth this is kurt [::text::] thanks for calling i couldnt check my voicemail before [::text::] things were complicated [::text::] im not even in new york atm
**messages sent from an unknown number**
His phone didn't work anymore, he was able to hear the last message after a final attempt to make it work. He wa able to borrow a temporary device but he couldn't rescue the sim card.
They're not precisely hiding but they have picked an unknown location to rest and regroup, to figure out what would be the next move and, after that much needed break Kurt was finally able to send Beth a message...
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vorpalfae · 9 months
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jarofalicesgrunge · 2 years
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Kurt and a fan :)
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ninetieshaze · 8 months
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faiiry-vomit · 2 months
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Happy Birthday to an angel who has saved my life more times than i can count🪽💜☁️
so many times in my life i wanted to end it all & be done with existing in a seemingly never ending cycle of abuse and pain, but Kurt's words carried me through that pain & helped me turn it into something beautiful. he inspired me to pick up a guitar for the first time & i spent hours in my room all alone practicing until my fingers bled. i wanted to give up so many times but i successfully taught myself guitar. i turned to art and writing to express myself. Kurt somehow knew how to put all the thoughts and emotions i was feeling into words. til this day i've never known anyone else who could describe EXACTLY how i was feeling like he did. i've never been drawn to an artist like i am with kurt. there's so many weird coincidences & things i have in common with him. like bipolar disorder, being a heroin addict, having scoliosis, stomach pains & so much more. he just gets it. and it hurts so bad i'll never get to speak with him directly or thank him for all he's given me. i write to him in my journal because i can't talk to him in person. & i swear on everything there's been times where i feel like he's sending me signs through experiences or strange happenings. i could be totally insane or just a stupid daydreamer but regardless it gives me so much comfort to feel the familiarity that i associate with kurt. i'll never understand why such incredible ppl are always taken too soon. its almost like the ultimate punishment having such a deep connection with someone or having your life saved by a person who you can never speak to at least once in your life. i mourn kurt all the time. i've shed so many tears because it makes me so angry to know what he endured & how pure his soul was despite being surrounded by some of the most venomous, vile human beings to ever disgrace this earth. 1 of my favorite things about him was the fact that everyone thought he was a slacker but he worked harder than anybody. he deserved so much better than what this world gave him. i will celebrate him til the day i die. because if it weren't for him i would've died at 11yrs old. Happy Birthday KDC👼🏼🕯️🌸🪽✨
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kurtheavenly · 10 months
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BODDAH IDENTIFIED AND AT LARGE PARANORMAL TEASER SCREENS (*_*) for EPO
https://mysticinvestigations.com/paranormal/kurt-cobain/
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