nonsens8

for everyone who has ever cried on the subway, don’t feel ashamed, just let it come over you. all of the people who see you cry will go home and cry quietly in their beds. that night the city will experience an explosion of feelings. a few nights ago we sat together and i think that was the first time i was finally able to forgive you. it took a lot out of me. the energy that the city needed for the explosion seemed to come from inside myself a big part of being a teenager is realizing your parents are just people too and it feels weird. like saying a word over and over again until it’s just a noise you can almost touch with you