I missed last year. I don’t know if I forgot about it, or it just wasn’t relevant. although perhaps I just didn’t want to repeat myself. but here it is. kurt cobain would have been 46 years old today. it doesn’t matter, nobody really cares. he’s fucking dead. but. I spent a great part of my life, being completely obsessed and indulged in his music, his life, his art. his everything. to me, it’s somehow important to acknowledge this day. I don’t know. I guess I just wonder where we would be today, if he was still alive.
happy birthday, kiddo.