tisdag 10 maj 2011

Dreams.

Fan också. Jag trodde det var slut på det här eländet, but sadly no.

Yes, each new day in suburbia brings with it a new set of lies. The worst are the ones we tell ourselves right before we fall asleep. We whisper them in the dark, telling ourselves we’re happy, or that he’s happy. That we can change, or that he will change his mind. We persuade ourselves that we can live with our sins, or that we can live without him. Yes, each night before we fall asleep we lie to ourselves in a desperate, desperate hope that one morning… it will all be true.

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