by Kurt Cobain, Harald Hellmann, Clara Drechsler
Yessssss. Finally, yes finally laid my dirty paws on the Journals of the Patron saint of Grunge. Please don't judge me Kurt for reading your personal thoughts. Drat!I feel like a cretin already.
Kurt apparently never wanted to see his journals to be published. Then again the man was a walking contradiction. Be that as it may, "Journals" offer an insight to Kurt's world.( Besides, an asshole who shoots himself in the head, leaving behind a daughter and a wife, not to mention band members and...
I literally cried in every page.. heartbreakin' shit