It took a special kind of guts to be a fuckup as a woman, I thought. To say to hell with being the nice girl, the responsible one, the one who makes sure the man takes care of himself and eats properly and doesn’t take too many drugs. To be just as nihilistic and self-destructive as a man, knowing all along that you’ll get crucified for it, because somehow, the world will make everything your fault. He’ll be a martyr, and you’ll be a succubus. He’ll be a genius and you’ll be a groupie, He’ll be a hero, and you’ll be an ugly fat crack whore who deserves to die.
Rachel Shukert, on Kurt Cobain and Courtney Love, in You Can’t Rape a Whore: A Love Story
(Source: eredit, via revolutionofconsciousness)
