January 2012
2 posts
I cannot believe that I have done this.
How dare you shatter, you asshole?
It only took one bad lie. How much have I actually been lied to? How much of my life has, consequently, become a lie?
How does it become my fault?
If you let go of a crystal glass (on Earth, in the presence of gravity) from chest height, it will fall to the ground, and, most likely, break. But you let go. You made it break. So how can you be angry when it breaks? How can you blame the glass....