I find comfort knowing that there are still real people in the world. Real people whose lives are sometimes very messy and unlucky and sometimes are as good as can be hoped for. Because I find more people who live in a perfect land filled with sunshine and lollipops, but only because they say so.
It's not very often that you meet someone for the first time, who happens to be a bit down in the mouth because of there state in life, who can really be honest about who they are and say out loud to a stranger that there are things they do wrong and they aren't perfect. And it's sad that there are people I've known very well all my life who are still trying to cover up the tracks of their mistakes and those of them before them.

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