“What a collection of scars you have. Never forget who gave you the best of them, and be grateful, our scars have the power to remind us that the past was real.”—Dr. Hannibal Lecter - Red Dragon (via cannabis666sativa)
It’s kind of weird. How just one fraction of a second in a song can bring you the worst feeling.
A pit develops in your stomach.
Just that one note on the piano, or one chord on a guitar… can make you cry.
Or throw up.
I really pride myself in being able to stand on my own two feet without the help of anyone. But the truth is, I can’t. I actually can’t be alone. I suppress all these feelings I’ve felt over the years until there are so many layers, I can’t confront any of them. With the right incentive, I can cry about something that happened to me when I was 10.
And that stupid lyric “here comes that feeling you thought you’d forgotten”…. well yeah.