I'm not just a whimsical figure
Who wears a charming suit
And affects a jolly demeanor.
You know, I'm a symbol.
I'm a symbol of the human ability
to be able to suppress
the selfish and hateful tendencies
that rule the major part of our lives.
If you can't believe, if you can't accept
anything on faith,
Then you're doomed for
a life dominated by doubt.
...The sweetest most meaningful tear jerking part about The Miracle on 34th Street.
I am not still angry. i just wonder why, why did I have to run into the colossal asshole just when I thought I was getting over him; just when I was finally chipping away at the 10% affection left. Why does it bring back memories, why does it even matter enough for me to write it down...
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