“What twisted people we are. How simple we seem – or at least pretend to be, infront of others – and how twisted we are deep down. How paltry we are and how spectacularly we contort ourselves before our own eyes and the eyes of others… And all for what? To hide what?
To make people believe what?”
I think I’ve worn my heart on my sleeve way too many times recently, than I had vowed I would do so in my entire lifetime. How ironic, things can sometimes turn out to be.
Corinne Bailey Rae – Paris Nights, New York Mornings