Frances Bean Cobain's restraining order from Courtney Love was due to kitten murder
There are lots of reasons to dislike Courtney Love, most of which seem to stem from her increasingly loose grip on reality. Of course, no-one's saying it's entirely her fault. If those drugs weren't so gosh-darned delicious, and didn't somehow keep finding their way down her noggin and inbetween her toes and into the back of her knees, maybe she could live a normal life. But they are, and she can't.
Although, whatever you say about her sporadic contact with Mission Control, at the same time you've got to admit she seems like a bit of a laugh. Killing cats, making up conspiracy theories, starting fires in bed, throwing rocks through ex-boyfriend's windows and accusing British gossip websites of stealing her mobile phone is just another day's work for that crazy little thing called Love*.
However, Frances Bean, her daughter by Kurt Cobain, doesn't find Mummy quite as much fun as we seem to, and back in 2009 took out a restraining order on her. But you already knew that. What you didn't know was why… (Via TheFix.com)
"In a sworn statement to the court on December 10, 2009, Frances recalled accompanying her mother to the home of a former boyfriend, James Barber, years earlier. “She took me in a taxi to his house in the middle of the night, and from outside the house, in her bare feet, she screamed at him, threw rocks at the house, and threatened to burn his house down. His children were inside the house, but that did not stop my mother.”
“My mother is obsessed with uncovering fraud and spends much of her day raging about the fraud that has been perpetrated on her and on me," her statement continued. "She incessantly rages about her many theories relating to the supposed incidences of 'fraud.' She slams doors, breaks things, stomps around the hotel or apartment and spends hours on the phone, yelling.”
"Love “has taken drugs for as long as I can remember. She basically exists now on...Xanax, Adderall, Sonata and Abilify, sugar and cigarettes. She rarely eats....She often falls asleep in her bed while she is smoking, and I am constantly worried that she will start a fire (which she has done at least three times) that will threaten our lives."
"According to the deposition, Love once threatened to jump off a balcony while her daughter watched.
"Frances further claimed that her cat died after getting entangled in piles of Etsy fabrics, boxes of paperwork, trash and other possessions, and that a dog died after swallowing a pile of Love’s pills. In addition to keeping Courtney away from Frances, Frances' grandmother and Frances' aunt, the restraining order also prevents Courtney from contact with Frances’s dog, Uncle Fester."
See, doesn't that sound like fun? Imagine your cat dying from inhaling fabulous fabrics and scribbled notes about 9/11. What a story to tell your pals/psychiatrist. Having said that though, in the whole interview this was definitely our favourite CourtneyFact:
“The strange thing is, while the crack screwed me up in a lot of ways, it improved me in certain others. I’ve never been good with numbers, but when I was on crack I could do math really, really well. I became a fucking whiz at calculus.”
Methmath. Amazing.
*yeah, we threw up in our mouths a bit at that one too.
