02 September, 2010

You know? There are just some things you'll never forgive your parents for.

It's super juvenile, but I was thirteen. Nirvana was playing in Detroit. At that point in my life, there was nothing more meaningful than that band. My parents wouldn't let me go.
Later that year, Kurt Cobain was dead.

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