Posts by sadify.

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    [b]⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ kurt cobain.

    [/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0;line-height: 13px; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; cursor:url(http://24.media.tumblr.com/tum…ig6jktic1riysloo1_100.png), auto; width: 450px; height:150px;][fancypost borderwidth=0;line-height: 13px; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; cursor:url(http://24.media.tumblr.com/tum…ig6jktic1riysloo1_100.png), auto; width: 400px; height:150px; overflow: auto;]really, kurt was making himself insane. it was such a frightening cycle how his mind would work. first, something would happen- whenever he did something wrong, such as cheating on her, or something happened out of his control such as his band and him becoming huge- and his depression would play up. then he would go through that process of being os in his head, but then the anger came. he would get so angry and mad at himself, so upset and sick when he thought about who he was. and from then, something would happen to make him suddenly feel better again, especially with how quick his emotions would change, or he wouldnt be able to find anything to make him feel better about himself or feel better in general again, and that was when he would try to kill himself. but in this situation, kurt was stuck. he was stuck in the depressive stage, and he couldnt get out and it was driving him inane. there was nothing that was stopping him from being happy- he had topaz and caspar, which was why he also just couldnt take the road of trying to kill himself, but he was so far gone in this depressive stage right now that he couldnt make himself happy again, he couldnt work things out and make things right like he would have at one stage. instead of trying to get topaz's trust and trying to prove his love again, all he wad doing was standing there and feeling sorry for himself.
    he stood there, his skinny, trembling hands covering his face as he sobbed into them for a minute, his crying heavier as soon a she heard caspar cry. his bond with caspar used to be so strong ad beautiful, it was so sad seeing how he was now. he had been such an amazing father, the best he cold ever possibly be. but now.. he was nothing. as she had spoke, he couldn't control himself anymore as he just looked at her, his bright blue eyes absolutely empty of emotions- which was so frightening- tears still streaming down his cheeks. "no!! stop, it's all my fault! it's all my fault topaz! don't f.cking help me! it's all my fault! stop trying to help me! just shut up!" this time he had yelled- something he never, ever did, and he had snapped at her this time, almost meanly. after he had realised how mean and nasty his voice had been, how he had yelled, he just looked at her, almost frightened over himself. [/fancypost][/fancypost]

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    [b]⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ kurt cobain.

    [/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0;line-height: 13px; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; cursor:url(http://24.media.tumblr.com/tum…ig6jktic1riysloo1_100.png), auto; width: 450px; height:150px;][fancypost borderwidth=0;line-height: 13px; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; cursor:url(http://24.media.tumblr.com/tum…ig6jktic1riysloo1_100.png), auto; width: 400px; height:150px; overflow: auto;]kurt had just looked down at her, his eyes soft, with a touch of sadness hidden behing the blueness of them as he had looked down at her, pushing blonde hair behind his ears softly. "i know.. but this is no way your fault, this is all mine.. its my fault."[/fancypost][/fancypost]

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    [b]⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ kurt cobain.

    [/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0;line-height: 13px; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; cursor:url(http://24.media.tumblr.com/tum…ig6jktic1riysloo1_100.png), auto; width: 450px; height:150px;][fancypost borderwidth=0;line-height: 13px; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; cursor:url(http://24.media.tumblr.com/tum…ig6jktic1riysloo1_100.png), auto; width: 400px; height:150px; overflow: auto;]kurt wasnt the same anymore. he used to be so happy, such a wonderful fiance, and an amazing father. he had been doing so well within himself before this whole thing happened. he really has been finally becoming truley happy before this had all happened, and how he was standing there, his whole entire body shaking as kurt stood there, sobbing, unable to control himself. seeing topaz that.. scared, seing her holdkng leo like that made him want to throw up again- theow up thinking about himself. he was such adiscustinf person in his mind. he didnt deserve to live.. but every single time he thought about killing himself all he coud think ahiut was topaz and leo, ans that was what was destroying hjm. he was stuck, and he didnt know whay to do. he just cried harder, shaking his head at her words before, obhiously just a complete mess. once he had seen the bruice on her eye though, kurt couldnt stand it. whywas it there?! what happened?! he suddenky just looked at her. "topaz, i need to die. i need to f.cking die. i need to find someone to kill me, you need to kill me," kurt had suddenly seemednto beg. hebhad never said things like rhat before.. never acted like that before, it was so.. scary. its all my fault! just leave me alone!"/fancypost][/fancypost]

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    [b]⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ kurt cobain.

    [/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0;line-height: 13px; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; cursor:url(http://24.media.tumblr.com/tum…ig6jktic1riysloo1_100.png), auto; width: 450px; height:150px;][fancypost borderwidth=0;line-height: 13px; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; cursor:url(http://24.media.tumblr.com/tum…ig6jktic1riysloo1_100.png), auto; width: 400px; height:150px; overflow: auto;]kurt had just kept his eyes on her as hw had mpved to sit down beside her, moving loose strands of blonde hair from his face,tucking them easily behind his ear. "i- i have no idea.. but i just- i dont want to live here anymore. this apartment is way to small, ans ww have too many peoblens with the press here. and besides, thia place is way too small for leo growing up."[/fancypost][/fancypost]

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    [b]⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ kurt cobain.

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    [b]⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ kurt cobain.

    [/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0;line-height: 13px; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; cursor:url(http://24.media.tumblr.com/tum…ig6jktic1riysloo1_100.png), auto; width: 450px; height:150px;][fancypost borderwidth=0;line-height: 13px; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; cursor:url(http://24.media.tumblr.com/tum…ig6jktic1riysloo1_100.png), auto; width: 400px; height:150px; overflow: auto;]he didnt seem to be the same person anymore. even though there had always been a selfish, greedy part of him after what had happened to him early on, in his childhood, kurt had never been like he was now- especially towards topaz. even when they first met, kurt had always been so caring and loving towards topaz, always so kind to her. but now, he stood there, not the same person anymore. he ,ay still be kurt cobain, but he wasn't the one he used to be. he looked destroyed, skinned to the last layer he had, nothig but an empty shell as he stood there, his body still shaking as she had suddednly snapped at him. he just looked at her as she had burst out into tears, everything suddenly hitting him. she was sitting there, crying her heart out because of him. he had preomiced he would never hurt her.. but he had. he had broken all the promices he had ever kept, he had broken her. he had broken their happy family with leo. he just stared at her before- almost machanically- he had seemed to shut down. "i'm so sorry im like this.." he had just whispered, not having any motivation to talk suddenly as he had just turned arlund, moving out of the room. feeling as if he was in a daze he had moved out to the living room, numbly sitting there on the couch. [/fancypost][/fancypost]

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    [b]⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ kurt cobain.

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    [b]⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ kurt cobain.

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    kurt had been home a week since that day, and everyday he just seemed to get worst. gone was the happy, caring, comforting and amazing father kurt was just a few months before, now all he was was an empty shell of who he used to be. ever since the day he had came home kurt had completely separated himself from topaz and caspar, especially topaz. he would just lay in bed, looking so scarily as if he was just on a different planet. he couldn't comprehend what head done- his whole body was absolutely wreaked with guilt' everything about him now adjust a mess. he has been on drugs for the time he has been home so far, yet it wasdriving him even more insane. everyday kart would wakeup, lay in bed for hours before he would get up and usually go outside to the park near their house and just sit there, smoking cigarettes, reading, playing his guitar or writing. bus he was so distant from topaz to the point that it was scary. he seemed to just be in this constant daze, his depression ripping him apart. he wasn't eating and he wasn't sleeping, all he wanted to do was kill himself, but he couldn't. he basically almost just ignored topaz, only speaking a few words a day. he would just lock himself away from everyone. their voicemail machine was full of messages for kurt, asking and demanding why he hasn't showed up to numerous interviews and meetings for his band, kart just blocking it all out. he was just so cut off from everyone else, and he was hurting on the inside, hurting over who he was. [/fancypost][/fancypost]

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    [b]⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ kurt cobain.

    [/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0;line-height: 13px; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; cursor:url(http://24.media.tumblr.com/tum…ig6jktic1riysloo1_100.png), auto; width: 450px; height:150px;][fancypost borderwidth=0;line-height: 13px; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; cursor:url(http://24.media.tumblr.com/tum…ig6jktic1riysloo1_100.png), auto; width: 400px; height:150px; overflow: auto;]kurt had looked towards her as she had played with his long, boney fingers, his unique, hypnotising eyes on her as he just tried to relax for a moment, tried desperately to just free his mind for one single moment. "i.. i know. and i f.cking hate it," he had murmured before he looked down for a moment. "i'm scared.. for when he's older.. he's going to see and read all of those articles about me and think i never wanted him.." he had spoken[/fancypost][/fancypost]

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    [b]⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ kurt cobain.

    [/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0;line-height: 13px; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; cursor:url(http://24.media.tumblr.com/tum…ig6jktic1riysloo1_100.png), auto; width: 450px; height:150px;][fancypost borderwidth=0;line-height: 13px; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; cursor:url(http://24.media.tumblr.com/tum…ig6jktic1riysloo1_100.png), auto; width: 400px; height:150px; overflow: auto;]it seemed as if kurt wasn't just ignoring her, but he was simply ignoring the world around him. he would just stare into nothing all the time, always just seeming sos scarily detached and in his head. never ever had kurt been like this. the real kurt inside would have spent as much time as he possibly could since he would have gotten home, he would have been fighting to get things back to how they used to be. he used to always love cuddling with her, always would have been kissing her and always confessing his love and desire for her and her beauty over and over again, like he used to. he always used to do anything to make her feel happy- but now, he was so locked away from the world. he was just so in his head.. and that strange thing developing in the back of his mind was what was creating it all- the mental illness that was a lot worst than the depression he already was wrecked with. kurt just couldn't handle it. late one night though, a few days ago when kurt was just having a silent breakdown, he had written this entire letter to her. the old kurt shined through it like crazy- his words so sincere over how sorry he was, how her and caspar was everything to him, just putting words on paper that he would have tried to say out loud if the old kurt was there, fighting for her. he had placed it in the same place all the rest of the old drawings he had done for her that she had never found were. (i thought that would be sweet since she still hasn't found them :) )
    kurt had been laying down in their bedroom, his skinny body under the soft and crisp sheets that he had once missed so much, his eyes staring into the darkness as he had shut all the curtains, trying to keep all of the light possible out of the room as he just lay there, his eyes shut. he hadn't been sleeping at all, he would get up during the night and just sit at the dining table or on the couch, just staring into the darkness. he had actually tried to hold and interact with caspar one night, but all caspar had done was cry- and kurt couldn't handle that, caspar never used to cry with him. he ha just fled the room before topaz would come and check on caspar when he cried. he could hear topaz in the other room, but wasn't listening. he was just so in his head.[/fancypost][/fancypost]

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    [b]⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ kurt cobain.

    [/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0;line-height: 13px; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; cursor:url(http://24.media.tumblr.com/tum…ig6jktic1riysloo1_100.png), auto; width: 450px; height:150px;][fancypost borderwidth=0;line-height: 13px; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; cursor:url(http://24.media.tumblr.com/tum…ig6jktic1riysloo1_100.png), auto; width: 400px; height:150px; overflow: auto;]kurt had sighed as he had listened to her, obviously slightly upset now about the whole thing, opening up to her about how he felt about this all. he had kept his eyes down for a few moments longer before he had looked back towards her. kurt could tell.. something was off. he had been so connected to maria for so long now that he could tell she was hiding something, but no was was he going to think to much into it or anything- he would just ignore it. "i- i know.. but what about the suicide and everything? the drugs? i- i just.. i don't know."[/fancypost][/fancypost]

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    [b]⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ kurt cobain.

    [/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0;line-height: 13px; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; cursor:url(http://24.media.tumblr.com/tum…ig6jktic1riysloo1_100.png), auto; width: 450px; height:150px;][fancypost borderwidth=0;line-height: 13px; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; cursor:url(http://24.media.tumblr.com/tum…ig6jktic1riysloo1_100.png), auto; width: 400px; height:150px; overflow: auto;]kurt had finally looked up at her as he had felt her hand againdt his soft sjin, his eyes showing how he was slightly upset iver the whole subject as he listened to her speak. ut really was a huge fear of kurt- that one day, when leo is older, that he would think of his own father differently just because of some stupid article some money desperate writer had writen for some stupid tabloid. he was just so worried and concerned over being the best father he possibly could be, and seemed to always be.[/fancypost][/fancypost]

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    [b]⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ kurt cobain.

    [/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0;line-height: 13px; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; cursor:url(http://24.media.tumblr.com/tum…ig6jktic1riysloo1_100.png), auto; width: 450px; height:150px;][fancypost borderwidth=0;line-height: 13px; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; cursor:url(http://24.media.tumblr.com/tum…ig6jktic1riysloo1_100.png), auto; width: 400px; height:150px; overflow: auto;]it seemed as if kurt wasn't just ignoring her, but he was simply ignoring the world around him. he would just stare into nothing all the time, always just seeming sos scarily detached and in his head. never ever had kurt been like this. the real kurt inside would have spent as much time as he possibly could since he would have gotten home, he would have been fighting to get things back to how they used to be. he used to always love cuddling with her, always would have been kissing her and always confessing his love and desire for her and her beauty over and over again, like he used to. he always used to do anything to make her feel happy- but now, he was so locked away from the world. he was just so in his head.. and that strange thing developing in the back of his mind was what was creating it all- the mental illness that was a lot worst than the depression he already was wrecked with. kurt just couldn't handle it. late one night though, a few days ago when kurt was just having a silent breakdown, he had written this entire letter to her. the old kurt shined through it like crazy- his words so sincere over how sorry he was, how her and caspar was everything to him, just putting words on paper that he would have tried to say out loud if the old kurt was there, fighting for her. he had placed it in the same place all the rest of the old drawings he had done for her that she had never found were. (i thought that would be sweet since she still hasn't found them :) )
    kurt had been laying down in their bedroom, his skinny body under the soft and crisp sheets that he had once missed so much, his eyes staring into the darkness as he had shut all the curtains, trying to keep all of the light possible out of the room as he just lay there, his eyes shut. he hadn't been sleeping at all, he would get up during the night and just sit at the dining table or on the couch, just staring into the darkness. he had actually tried to hold and interact with caspar one night, but all caspar had done was cry- and kurt couldn't handle that, caspar never used to cry with him. he ha just fled the room before topaz would come and check on caspar when he cried. he could hear topaz in the other room, but wasn't listening. he was just so in his head.
    dave had heard her over the phone, having luckily picked up. him and mrist had both tried to make contact with kurt since they got gome, but kurt would just ignore allnof their calls. he didnt want anything to do with anyone, it seemed. kurt just didnt want to interact. dave felt horrible as he listened to her, now knowong that kurts arrival back home hadnt fixed anything- kurt hadnt tried, just as he had feared. "topaz, me and krist will be there in the next ten minutes." dave had just spoken into the phone, feeling horrible, almost sick over what kurt was doing to everyone, to himself and most importantly his family- topaz and caspar. not long later, dave sticking to his words, him and krist had both knocked on their door, having no idea what to expect.[/fancypost][/fancypost]

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    [b]⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ kurt cobain.

    [/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0;line-height: 13px; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; cursor:url(http://24.media.tumblr.com/tum…ig6jktic1riysloo1_100.png), auto; width: 450px; height:150px;][fancypost borderwidth=0;line-height: 13px; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; cursor:url(http://24.media.tumblr.com/tum…ig6jktic1riysloo1_100.png), auto; width: 400px; height:150px; overflow: auto;]kurt had just been sitting there when she would come back, raising an eyebrow slightly as he saw how she was eating, what she was eating. it was strange, she barely ever ate anything, but at the same time neither did he. he had just nodded at her words though, really actually seeming quite burnt I ut and exhausted from everything. "come with me?" he had asked softly, a smile on his face as he looked up at her with those bright blue eyes[/fancypost][/fancypost]

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    [b]⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ kurt cobain.

    [/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0;line-height: 13px; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; cursor:url(http://24.media.tumblr.com/tum…ig6jktic1riysloo1_100.png), auto; width: 450px; height:150px;][fancypost borderwidth=0;line-height: 13px; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; cursor:url(http://24.media.tumblr.com/tum…ig6jktic1riysloo1_100.png), auto; width: 400px; height:150px; overflow: auto;]kurt had followed her down to the bedroom, smiling as he had seen leo. kurt really did love leo, he always seem so fascinated over the fact that it was their very own child- no one elses, just theirs and only theirs. it made him so happy to think about, leo was everythong to him. he had smiled softly as he too got changed into a pair of pajama pants,his torso bare as he had smiled at her wprds,nodding. "i know.. ill be right back, okay?" he had spoken softly, before he had left the room, going down th ehall to the bathroom. he had sighed softly once he was in there, having already pretty much forgotten about the her hiding something feeling. as he was in there, something in the bin caught his eye. being curious, kurt had taken a closer look, ans he felt his whole body shut down. it was a pregnancy test-ans it was positive. kurt didnt know how to feel,but at that moment all he could feel was happiness. but.. why did she hide this from him? kurt didnt let himself think about ajything negative as he had soon returned to the bedroom, a huge smile on his face.[/fancypost][/fancypost]

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    [b]⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ kurt cobain.

    [/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0;line-height: 13px; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; cursor:url(http://24.media.tumblr.com/tum…ig6jktic1riysloo1_100.png), auto; width: 450px; height:150px;][fancypost borderwidth=0;line-height: 13px; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; cursor:url(http://24.media.tumblr.com/tum…ig6jktic1riysloo1_100.png), auto; width: 400px; height:150px; overflow: auto;]kurt wasnt even thinking about anything bad right now- but he knew it wouldnt be long before he did. the press, his career, the stress. everything. how it was already hard for him to be home alot with one child,ehat happens when he just gets bugger and has to spend more and more time away from home? what about all the articles, the press? he didnt let himself think it as he had just chuckled softly at her words, moving to lay under the sheeys next to her, weapping his arms around her. suddenly, he just couldnt keep it back. "um.. maria.. a- are you pregnant?"[/fancypost][/fancypost]

    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 6px solid #f2f2f2; background: url(http://i.imgur.com/rWMoTpX.gif) center; background-size: cover; width: 130px; height: 145px;][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#e6e6e6; border: none; border-top: 4px solid #0d0d0d; width: 158px; height: 79px; overflow: hidden; padding: 7px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 158px; height: 79px; overflow: auto; padding: 0px; padding-top: 1px; padding-right: 24px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 158px; min-height: 79px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; font-size: 9px; color: #0d0d0d; line-height: 8.5px;]KURT D. COBAIN




    “birds scream at the top of their lungs in horrified hellish rage every morning at daybreak to warn us all of the truth, but sadly we don't speak bird.”




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    the classic rainy seattle day was one of quite unusualness of the young male named kurt, having actually took it upon himself to get dressed out of pajama bottoms, actually getting out of his tiny dump of an apartment for the first time in weeks, feeling the cold and fresh air against his pale skin. he was a very thin- almost dangerously thin actually, tired looking young man, with his unique and piercing blue eyes complementing his blonde hair that he let grow out carelessly to his prominent collarbone. with a cigarette between his fingers that seemed to never leave he had made his way to his friend tom's apartment, actually feeling good about getting out of the apartment for once, the suffocating feeling that seemed to permanently fill his body seeming to fly away with the wind for a few moments.

    tom had just invited him over to just hang out, and also for help for a photoshoot today. kurt really had no idea over what he was really supposed to be doing, but he had just been getting too lonely lately and had decided it would be good to see his old friend for once. unlike tom, kurt was unemployed and happy about it, selling his artwork and playing his guitar in bars and restaurants as an only outlet of income, just barely having enough money to pay rent and buy barely any food. kurt would work small jobs here and there if he was really struggling, but he was extremely happy to not spend all of his time working right now.




    he had sat next to tom, a freshly lit cigarette between two of his very slim, long fingers, his laughter dying down as the woman tom had been speaking about coming had walked into the room, her high heels and perfectly brushed hair seemed to be abstract compared to the pale boys thrift shop clothes and i-don't-give-a-f.ck-what-you-think look. as soon as she had spoken, kurt couldn't help but judge the model. he was very judgmental, and his first judgement of her was someone who he definitely didn't want to be around. she was the type of person that kurt found extremely irritating- at least thats how he was thinking in that moment as he sat there silently, taking in a deep breath of the cigarette smoke, his bright eyes moving down as tom had stood. "hello! it's so great to see you, i'm tom- you must be brandi, right?" he had spoken, stretching out his arm in a professional manner, his hand out as a proposal for her to shake it. "and yes, the weather here is sh.t all the time," he had spoken, obviously a friendly and likable person.
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 6px solid #f2f2f2; background: url(http://i.imgur.com/rWMoTpX.gif) center; background-size: cover; width: 130px; height: 145px;][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#e6e6e6; border: none; border-top: 4px solid #0d0d0d; width: 158px; height: 79px; overflow: hidden; padding: 7px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 158px; height: 79px; overflow: auto; padding: 0px; padding-top: 1px; padding-right: 24px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 158px; min-height: 79px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; font-size: 9px; color: #0d0d0d; line-height: 8.5px;]KURT D. COBAIN




    “birds scream at the top of their lungs in horrified hellish rage every morning at daybreak to warn us all of the truth, but sadly we don't speak bird.”




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    [/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=#f2f2f2; border: none; border-left: 5px solid #0d0d0d; width: 309px; height: 250px; overflow: hidden; padding: 7px; margin-left: -4px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 309px; height: 250px; overflow: auto; padding: 0px; padding-right: 24px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 309px; min-height: 250px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; font-size: 10px; color: #0d0d0d; line-height: 8.5px;]unlike brandi kurt had a ready bad habit of judging people at first sight. he had always been like that, and nothing had changed. it was just the way his mind worked, and it was at the point that he really couldnt change it. he had kept silent as he sat there on the couch, seeming amused with the world around him, his eyes down as he listened to the two's conversation. tom had let out a chuckle at her words, soon approving of her choice of bringing some red lipstick, also approving of her somewhat scandalous outfit that judgemental eyes hadn't yet seen. tom had soon moved to start setting up and preparing the setup he had down there, fiddling with one of the cameras in the moment that her eyes had landed on kurt.




    he just sat there, his skinny body covered with a pair of light blue ripped levis, a pair of dirty and obviously well worn black and white converse and a band shirt showing a graphic of an old punk band, an obviously thrifted sweater keeping him warm in the cold washington weather he knew so well. his eyes had finally moved up as he heard the feminine voice before him, felt the close presence of the girl who he had already decided in his mind as someone who annoyed him- the type of person he didn't like to find himself being constantly around. he had looked away after a second, his eyes down as his blonde hair had ung over his face slightly. "kurt," his calming voice had spoken, as he hadn't looked up again until he had felt the couch sink in only the tiniest bit beside him, knowing that it was her body that now sat beside him, instead of the larger one of toms. please, don't talk to me, please go away- kurts mind pleaded, not in the mood to act like he was happy talking to someone and that he was interested in talking to them at all. he wasn't in the mood to talk. all he wanted to do was just sit there and smoke his cigarette.




    his bright blue eyes had moved back to her once more though as he heard her speak once again, this time asking for a puff of his cigarette that had at that moment been placed between his soft looking lips, as he had unintentionally frowned slightly as he had exhaled the smoke, looking towards her with an obviously not positive frown over his well defined face, feeling himself getting annoyed with the way she flickered her perfectly applied fake lashes, as he had just kept his eyes towards her. "don't you have your own pack?" he had spoken in almost a mumble, an obvious hint of annoyance behind his voice. he couldn't help it.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; font-size: 1px; color: transparent; letter-spacing: 5px; margin-top: -13px;]marsy loves you lots

    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 6px solid #f2f2f2; background: url(http://i.imgur.com/rWMoTpX.gif) center; background-size: cover; width: 130px; height: 145px;][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#e6e6e6; border: none; border-top: 4px solid #0d0d0d; width: 158px; height: 79px; overflow: hidden; padding: 7px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 158px; height: 79px; overflow: auto; padding: 0px; padding-top: 1px; padding-right: 24px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 158px; min-height: 79px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; font-size: 9px; color: #0d0d0d; line-height: 8.5px;]KURT D. COBAIN




    “birds scream at the top of their lungs in horrified hellish rage every morning at daybreak to warn us all of the truth, but sadly we don't speak bird.”




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    [/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=#f2f2f2; border: none; border-left: 5px solid #0d0d0d; width: 309px; height: 250px; overflow: hidden; padding: 7px; margin-left: -4px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 309px; height: 250px; overflow: auto; padding: 0px; padding-right: 24px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 309px; min-height: 250px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; font-size: 10px; color: #0d0d0d; line-height: 8.5px;]kurts eyes were sparkling, the smile still not leaving his face as she had said yes, that excitement coming over him. another child. kurt loved children like crazy, and just thinking that it was a child from im and maria made him so happy. but as he had seen how upset she seemed to get, his eyes had moved down for a moment, his hands finding hers under the blankets. "no, dont worry about it.. i- i um.. i saw the pregnancy test in the bathroom," he had spoken, explaining himself over his knowledge of her being pregnant.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; font-size: 1px; color: transparent; letter-spacing: 5px; margin-top: -13px;]marsy loves you lots

    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 6px solid #f2f2f2; background: url(http://i.imgur.com/rWMoTpX.gif) center; background-size: cover; width: 130px; height: 145px;][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#e6e6e6; border: none; border-top: 4px solid #0d0d0d; width: 158px; height: 79px; overflow: hidden; padding: 7px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 158px; height: 79px; overflow: auto; padding: 0px; padding-top: 1px; padding-right: 24px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 158px; min-height: 79px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; font-size: 9px; color: #0d0d0d; line-height: 8.5px;]KURT D. COBAIN




    “birds scream at the top of their lungs in horrified hellish rage every morning at daybreak to warn us all of the truth, but sadly we don't speak bird.”




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    [/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=#f2f2f2; border: none; border-left: 5px solid #0d0d0d; width: 309px; height: 250px; overflow: hidden; padding: 7px; margin-left: -4px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 309px; height: 250px; overflow: auto; padding: 0px; padding-right: 24px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 309px; min-height: 250px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; font-size: 10px; color: #0d0d0d; line-height: 8.5px;]dave and krist had moved into the room, their eyes showing their sympothy for her, their sadness over the situation. kurt was their best friend- this whole thing, what kurt was doing was affecting everyone who cared about him. urt was just at breaking point, he felt as if every single breath he took was a mistake, that he shouldnt be there. but he couldnt let go of the happiness he had had just months ago with his family, so he couldn't dare try to kill himself, no matter how much his mind treated that as his only escape from any pain. dave and krist stood side by side as they looked towards her, it being completely obvious over her having been crying and just looking so utterly exhausted. they listened to her worsd, feeling horrible. kurt was never like this- ever, this just wasnt kurt. dave had sighed softly as she had spoken about him not having to do anything with leo, declaring it was worst than they hd initially thought. they could both see the bruices on her skin, everyhting. "topaz.. where it he? cmon, sit down. you look exhausted," krist had took it upon himself to speak, as he had moved towards the living room with her and dave, dave sitting down with topaz on the couch.
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