The last night... written music video...for now.
"linda! jason's here!!" the youthfull voice of linda's mother rings down the halls twords linda's sensitive ears. Her radio clicks off, leaving the house eerily quiet. NOt 2 minutes later, linda could be seen weaving her way through mountains of boxes, packed and sorted to ocd standards of perfection. Linda's mother marches off to the kitchen, leaving jason staring disbelievingly at the long sleave shirt and pants she wore.
"linda, its mid summer."
You come to me with scars on your wrists, you tell me this will be the last
night feeling like this."
"The last time, i promise" She mumbles, looking guiltily down at the tell tale sweater she always wore when she tried unsuccesfully to hide the bandages around her wrists. no one believed her when she lied about it, but no one tried to stop her either.
"linda..." his voice was soft, welcoming, but laced with sorrow for her. She looks up to find his arms held open and she ru