I think it’s close to two and a half years back from now that I first heard Elliott.

I had been going through a deep and dark depression. Skipping school nearly every day of the week. Spending my time writing shitty poems, playing video games, talking to people on the computer, sleeping, and hating myself. I did a lot of the latter.

One night I was talking to an old elementary school friend of mine that was a grade higher. He sent me “Between the Bars” and I just got hooked. I didn’t know what about it was so amazing but I just couldn’t stop listening to it. Over time I began listening to all his albums and even his live shit.

Elliott gave me something to identify with. Something to hold onto. A reality. And the courage to keep on living.

(Submitted by amidsttheshockofitall.)

(Source: elliottsmith)