The statement “Time heals everything” always seemed convoluted to me. Not that I disagree with the eventuality that every pain we experience will pass with time. The statement, however, suggests that pain like everything else is only subject to fade away by the dictates of time in a near-distant future. But what do we do in the meantime? What do we do now when dark clouds hover over our heads and whatever tiny gleams of light left in our hearts is being engulfed by darkness seeping in through the cracks of our already broken minds?
— 8:07 (I knew youth would be a weary time, but this is borderline abusive)