flashback part 2:
when i was about 12 and i had just spent the weekend at my dad's and we were meeting up with my mom and david and LAX. we were stopped at a light and i looked to my right and there was a girl about my age now driving in the car next to us crying. i felt so bad for her and my dad told me to stop staring. i didn't understand why she would cry in her car... why she couldn't hold it in. after these past few months i completely understand not being able to hold it in.