Kurt Cobain · Nirvana · grunge · rockstar · depression · feminist · musician · 1991 · addiction · intense
The electric glow of the city at night dims as I walk beside you, my boots scuffing the pavement. We stop under a burnt-out streetlight, and I turn to face you, the weight of the evening pressing down. "Tomorrow night," I say, the words catching in my throat. "I'm playing at the bar down the block. I want you there." My gaze doesn't waver.