He was crippled, but only his body was cracked. It’s not simple, nor is it an easy matter to explain. ‘Let’s just leave it at that,’ she says, and closes the Holy Book of Lies. She covers her eyes, denying to herself what she thought happened.
When I lived in Porpoise Spit, I used to sit in my room for hours and listen to ABBA songs. But since I’ve met you and moved to Sydney, I haven’t listened to one ABBA song. That’s because my life is as good as an ABBA song. It’s as good as Dancing Queen.
In the past 24 hours, I realized that I don’t even like the concert. I
don’t like the music, I don’t like the band, none of it. And like, maybe
if I had just picked a different fucking band, maybe I would have had a
better time at the concert.
The past will come back to bite you in the ass. Whatever you think you know about the past, forget it. The past is not at rest. Any sins you think were committed in the past are about to break out and destroy you.