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...


Thursday, June 13, 2013

Dear Kurt,

bewwwwww..... honey, I miss you. I think I lost my whole rap song and it was kick ass. I would have loved to post the whole thing on here. boo-hoo. Trying to get to Wed. so I can get my check and finally have another laptop. This shit at the library is a pain. I emailed the Whiskey booking dept. about my show so cross your fingers... would love to get money out of that. Oh, I'm sure you already know but I didn't even make it on to the front door property of Geffen records because of security. I'll figure something else out. I love you... goodnight.

:-x

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