We live in a world where an object's value is judged by how mint a condition it is in; there must be no frayed edges or cracks in the porcelain and the engine should run without ever stalling but sweetheart I need you to know that this law does not also apply to human beings. See I need your recovering addictions and your occasional madness, I love you for your overuse of cursing and near-debilitating sadness. I don't want to f.ucking fix you — I want to be smashed alongside your pieces till my pieces and your pieces make something close to a whole. I would sooner see the universe collapse than have you forced into becoming somebody you're not. See we are all soldiers in the same s.hitty war and though I would never fire your bullets I'd jump on godd.amn grenades for you. Because I am not here to fix or save you — this is me letting you know that people are not hospitals, they are harnesses; I'll only catch you when you fall.
— Beau Taplin, Brokenhearted Roadshow
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