I said to him "Do you remember who we were? How cute we were? And how sweet and how funny we were? And how compassionate we were?" I said, "Lindsey, we need to go back there. We need to be those people again. And if we can’t be those people again, we cannot walk onstage again."
“And he said— I know she’s your niece! I just mentioned that she was your niece! And people wonder why we’re not still together!”
June 26th 2015 / London
🎥 Khalid Al-Babtain
The kindest thing literature does is remind you that your peculiar little feelings have always existed. Someone, in some century, was equally confused by love, bored by society, tired of performing, and hungry for meaning.