Hole - “Northern Star”
I’m gonna vent for a sec.
I’ve spent years around the whole “Courtney killed Kurt” BS, and everyone making a spectacle of the fact that Courtney Love is a hot mess most of the time, and this is something I can’t hold in anymore.
Courtney Love was practically a f*cking child when her husband—a husband whose issues she’d had to live with for quite some time—up and shot himself and left her ALONE with an infant, and probably confused and horrifically depressed, and on top of that there’s documentaries being made about how she hired someone to have Kurt murdered etc etc etc, and this poor woman is left alone under a fecking microscope to go through all this more or less by herself and seriously people expected her to come out of it SANE?!? Wtf is wrong with people.
I’m sorry but when the one of the people you love most shoots himself in the head with no warning, it’s kind of difficult to deal with it. I speak from experience.
Also a history of depression is not a warning. There is no warning for that phone call.
I need a break, Lord. A heart attack maybe. Or an aneurysm. Or a lightning strike. Just throwing some ideas out there.
|Everyone:||"How can you smoke? Don't you know how bad it is for you?"|
|Me:||"....... I take great comfort in the fact that they might kill me before things actually get worse."|
this is why people OD on pills
from the Golden Gate Bridge
anything to feel
I am losing the strength to survive this
Today, for no readily apparent reason, I woke up at 4:30, a whole three hours after going to bed. After contemplating this for a few minutes I decided that I wasn’t just going to lay there feeling sorry for myself and being a miserable piece of shit like I usually do when something like this happens. No, I was going to make it count for something. I was going to get up and go see the sunrise. I almost never get to see sunrises, and I hear they’re worth seeing. So I got up, got dressed, and drove down to the river to witness some natural majesty.
It was cloudy.