On 5th April, 1994, we lost a great reference, musician and person. Kurt Donald Cobain, lead singer and guitarrist for Nirvana, commit suicide.
I wish that he could be here with us, but unfortanally, some feelings in him made him go. No matter what damn thing anyone says, we was a great musician, a great person. I’m saying this without knowing him personally, but I feel that I know his soul through his lyrics.
Kurt, if you’re seeing the horrible things they say about widow, please, come haunt the people that say that shit, because it’s fucking annoying.
I love you, man, and I don’t know what I’d be without your works.
We miss you.