"The hell is he on about with vampires?"
Easy. I was thinking today, while in the shower, and a certain part of "Interview With a Vampire" came to mind (the book). When Lestat's father was about to die, Lestat refused to talk to him. So Louis pretended to be Lestat and told Lestat's father he forgave him for everything he did. So the old blind man died peacefully.
Certain lies are good. They make us feel good. Let's be honest, some people can't take the truth. It's the case with most breakups. It's mostly the same story. Clichés like "it's not you, it's me" or "I just don't feel like being in a relationship" are often heard. You don't want to hear "I found another girl, she's way hotter and you suck in bed anyway!" do you? You want to hear lies like "I'm not good enough for you". "I swear to not say the truth and everything EXCEPT the truth."
I play the lottery. Just a little bit. Just to imagine me winning. It keeps me going. That nice pleasant thought. You can't live without hope. Believe, I have tried. You can't function in society. So, if you must, lie. Lie, unless they ASK for the truth. Unless you know they can take the truth.
I'm too honest. THIS does not apply to me. But it does to most people.
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