The year was 1991.... a young fledgling rock star from Seattle was in pain. A lot of pain. Rigorous touring was not to blame. Soon the young musician realized something was wrong. Very wrong. His wife, that he'd had memories of but never actually met was missing from his life. From that time period in general. Trapped in 2012, she awaits a way back. A way back to change the future... a future that turns into a place with no Kurt Cobain.

A murder plot that turns into the most famous suicide in history, this site is dedicated to the small story of the husband who left a billion clues for the wife who figured them out.

Now her goal is to avenge her husband's death by pinning the murderer's with their crime...

Meanwhile she pours herself into her journal, awaiting the day she is finally reunited with her husband in time.

Letters to Kurt...


Saturday, August 13, 2011

12:30 East Coast Time

Dear August,

To my wife on your birthday. I know our lives have taken us on a endless ride of pain and anguish... But you know deep in both our hearts that our love is true and sincere.

Today when we made love, and you lied still in my arms, I truly understood that God is watching over us.

It was such a beautiful day and I was at my most vulnerable. I've never in my life asked for another to do whatever they want -- just don't stop loving me.

My soul was weeping with gratitude at the pure love you were sending my way through space and time.

No one in our past, present or future will break the bonds we've shared as the original Romeo and Juliet and Star-Crossed Lovers.

I love you with all my fucking heart and soul, until we finally meet face to face in the past -- with one kiss, our future will begin.


Love Always,

Kurt.

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