On my god she’s off her head

[Miss Pink]

I found this on the net, appearently Courtney Love wote it about Kurt's death, all i'll say is NUTCASE








I don't know what to say. I feel the same way you
guys do. If you guys don't think... to sit in this
room where he played guitar and sang, and feel so
honored to be near him, you're crazy... Anyway, he
left a note, it's more like a letter to the f**king
editor. I don't know what happened. I mean it was
gonna happen, but it could've happened when he was 40.
He always said he was gonna outlive everybody and be
a hundred and twenty. I'm not gonna read you all the
note 'cause it's none of the rest of your f**king
business. But some of it is to you. I don't really
think it takes away his dignity to read this considering
that it's addressed to most of you. He's such an
asshole. I want you all to say 'asshole' really loud.
"This note should be pretty easy to understand.
All the warnings from the punk rock 101 courses over
the years since my first introduction to the shall
we say, ethics involved with independence and embracement
of your community, it's proven to be very true.
"I haven't felt the excitment of listening to as well
as creating music, along with really writing something,
for too many years now.

"I feel guilty beyond words about these things --
for example, when we're backstage and the light go
out and the roar of the crowd begins, it doesn't
affect me the way in which it did for Freddie Mercury,
who seemed to love and relish the love and adoration
of the crowd."

Well, Kurt, so f**king what -- then don't be a rock
star you asshole.

"Which is something I totally admire and envy. The
fact that I can't fool you, any one of you, it simply
isn't fair to you or to me. The worst crime I could
think of would be to pull people off by faking it,
pretending as if I'm having 100% fun"

Well Kurt, the worst crime I can think of is for you
to just continue being a rock star when you f**king
hate it, just f**king stop.

"Sometimes I feel as I should have a punch-in
time-clock before I walk out on stage. I've tried
everything within my power to appreciate it, and I do,
God believe me I do, but it's not enough. I appreciate
the fact that I and we have effected and entertained
a lot of people. I must be one of those narcissists
who only appreciate things when they're alone. I'm too
sensitive. I need to be slightly numb in order to regain
the enthusiasm I once had as a child. On our last 3 tours
I've had a much better appreciation of all the people
I know personally, and as fans of our music, but I still
can't get out the frustration to gather the empathy I
have for everybody. There's good in all of us and I simply
love people too much."

So why didn't you just f**king stay?

"So much that it makes me feel just too f**king sad.
Sad little sensative unappreciative Pieces --"

Jesus man oh shut up.. bastard
Why didn't you just enjoy it? I don't know. Then he goes on
to say personal things to me that are none of your damn
business; personal things to Frances that are none of
your damn business.

"I had a good marriage, and for that I'm grateful. But
since the age of seven, I've become hateful toward all
humans in general only because it seems so easy for
people to get along that have empathy."

Empathy?

"Only because I love and feel for people too much I guess
Thank you all from the pit of my burning nauseous stomach
for your letters and concern during the last years. I'm
pretty much of an erratic moody person and I don't have the
passion anymore. Peace, Love, Empathy, Kurt Cobain."

And there is some more personal things that is none of your
damn business. And just remember: this is all bullsh*t...
And I'm laying in our bed, and I'm really sorry. And I feel
the same way you do. I'm really sorry you guys. I don't know
what I could have done. I wish I'd been here. I wish I hadn't
listened to other people, but I did.

Every night I've been sleeping with his mother, and I wake
up in the morning and think it's him because his body's sort
of the same.

I have to go know.

-- Courtney Love