It was the moment I realized what music can do to people, how it can make you hurt and feel so good all at once.
Nina LaCour, Hold Still
I don’t want to hurt you or anybody so please forget about me. Just try. Find yourself a better friend.
I didn’t how scared she was and I should have, because thats what friends do: they notice things. They’re there for each other. They see what parents don’t. If I could do it again, I would stand her in front of that mirror and tell her all the amazing things I saw in her. And all the times when she got freaked out and quiet, I shouldn’t have left. Instead, I should have put some music on the stereo and sat back against the wall on one side of the room, and hoped that even if I couldn’t get into the dark places in her head, I would at least be there waiting on the outside.
It wasn’t supposed to be this way. The artists, and the scientists, and the poets…none of them fit in at seventeen. You’re supposed to get past it. Adults, they see kids killing kids and they know its a tragedy because they used to be those kids. The bullies and the beaten and the loners. You’re supposed to get past it. You’re supposed to live long enough to take it back. Just take it all back.
With Tired Eyes, Tired Minds, Tired Souls, We Slept [3.16] (via jumiolia)