Holy crap, this post is going to take so long to hunt and peck on Goddamn Tablet. (That's its name.) But by cracky, I want to type it!
This is a personal story related to Nirvana and some local friends and how Kurt Cobain shit all over Dallas, my home, and how I don't know what to do with my anger over it.
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Under a cut because it will be long )