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“There are things we never tell anyone. We want to but we can’t. So we write them down. Or we paint them. Or we sing about them. It’s our only option. To remember. To attempt to discover the truth. Sometimes we do it to stay alive. These things, they live inside of us. They are the secrets we stash in our pockets and the weapons we carry like guns across our backs. And in the end we have to decide for ourselves when these things are worth fighting for, and when it’s time to throw in the towel. Sometimes a person has to die in order to live. Deep down, I know you know this. You just can’t seem to do anything about it. I guess it’s a sad fact of life that some of us move on and some of us inevitably stay behind. Only in this case I’m not sure which one of us is doing which. You were right about one thing though. It’s not fate. It’s a choice. And who knows, maybe we’ll meet again someday, somewhere up above all the noise. Until then, when you think of me, try and remember the good stuff. Try and remember the love.”

Quote by Tiffanie DeBartolo

Work

How to Kill a Rock Star

This book provides insights into the world of rock music, covering topics such as the challenges faced by rock stars, the dynamics of the music industry, and strategies for success. more

Author

Tiffanie DeBartolo
Tiffanie DeBartolo

Tiffanie DeBartolo is an American novelist celebrated for her distinctive and whimsical writing style. Born on November 27, 1970, she has gained recognition in the literary community for her unique voice. DeBartolo's novels frequently delve into themes of love, loss, and the intricate nature of human connections. more

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