One thing about like, how “trauma-informed” we’ve become that I think about is like, ‘80s Sunset Strip hair metal.

Like if today a bunch of teenagers ran away from home to the big city and went totally psycho and lost themselves in sex and drugs and self-destruction in between writing ballads about how like, each other are the only ones that could understand them and their fantasy was to protect them from pain and protect their innocence forever, I’d like to think we’d realize they were probably dealing with some shit.

But in the '90s when Axl Rose reached out 'cause he saw something in common, even Kurt Cobain was like “how could he possibly understand our world of pain”