Those three words have been hovering for the last few days. Actually, these words, in their entirety have been hovering: Go to hell. I loved you more than anything, and you destroyed me. I’m probably giving these words a life they don’t deserve – or rather – a life they don’t want. I’m sure that … Read more
Maybe it’s because I watched a drama-documentary about Kurt Cobain last night. I nearly cried watching the final scenes. The few clips of Cobain that were included still float behind my eyes, reminding me of the University district, Edward Hansen, Chad Thoma, and that beautiful vintage dress from the thirties with the beaded collar. Maybe … Read more