June 16 1994
Dear Kurt,
We miss you. Frances calls for you all the time. I have to play her your music. She seems to know it's you.
It's only been a few months but the wound is still so fresh. I still can't believe it. Why didn't you talk to me? You could have, you know that right? Did I ever make that clear?
It's all my fault.
I should have paid more attention. I should have listened more carefully. I should have told you how much you meant to me more often.
I shouldn't have sent you to rehab. I knew you didn't want to go, but I did it anyway. I'm so sorry.
I'm so sorry.
Love,
Ally
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An Easy Friend
FanfictionAllison Evans and Kurt Cobain - problematic people in need of easy friends. trigger warning: loads of bad shit
