18 years ago…


I love you Kurt. XXX


Dear Kurt,

I really don’t know what to think of you. Right when I get an idea of who you are, I get swayed another way or I learn something that contradicts my previous knowledge. Really, nobody knows just what was going on in your head. I’m sitting here, my heart aching for you; I miss you though your presence was gone before I was born. How do you do that? I’ll never be the same since I knew of you. You found your own way to infect my veins and change me permanently. Seriously, thank you for that because I feel so much more… alive? I wish you were still here, though I’m pretty sure things wouldn’t be the same. If you were saving us from some 40 year old sell out; thanks. But what you didn’t realize is we’d still love you no matter what you were. Or maybe we wouldn’t. Maybe I wouldn’t be writing this letter to you 18 years after your death, maybe I wouldn’t even know who you are. In some fucked up way I understand your logic, although it’s literally deathly. Sometimes I think you’re insane, but then why do I understand you so completely? I must be insane too. 

I love you Kurt, forever. I love love love you.




totallyawesomecastle asked:
Maybe it was for the good. Otherwise Foo fighters would of never happened. And only the good die young, Kurt was one of those ones that just happened and people will never get over it. There isn't need to cry about it or complain about it because we, of all people, can never bring him back. "No-one in this world in this world is a virgin, the world fucks us all," this even applies to him.


whimsicalsun:

I love you.


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All the guys who were my close friends are dead. It’s a shame that most of my friends died when they were young. I’ve got plenty of friends left … I wish I could hear Layne Staley sing again. I wish I could hang out with him. I wish I could hang out with Kurt and listen to records…

— Mark Lanegan (via grungeisdirtylikeme)

You asshole

You had so much to offer and you just kept it all. You gave us three albums and you left this world.

We didn’t need music but we needed you to take all that love and empathy in your heart and give it to the world

But you kept it. You ran away. You kept it.


Why did you do it, Kurt? Why would you do that? This world has so few truly good people and there you were. Couldn’t you have just stayed with us?

For your wife?
For your daughter?

For the whole fucking world?

Why did you have to go? Why did you have to take your life?