November 22, 2015
Here's a secret: I've made myself believe most of the things I told you about me. No, I don't really have a mother, a father, a house. No, I haven't really finished journalism school. No, I don't feel happy and I don't think I ever will. No, I don't really like you, I just think I do because every time I see you something in me lifts up. No, I don't think everyone is equal--some people are better off, and some who deserve better are living in poverty. Now you know, I'm ready to hear all your lies, too.