based on a gary numan song by the same name. something about the song makes me feel soft. comforted in the fact that sometimes we deceive ourselves, but we are okay with that because we justify it in our own ways. we have friends and they accept us for who we are because they lie to themselves too. and they serve us in ways that we serve them. it's a mutual thing. we witness each other's praises and glories, as well as our falls and bad luck. they understand why we lie to ourselves, just like we understand why they do. and we accept it all. we create worlds that have each other existing in. and it's alright. our friendships are sometimes blurs, sometimes they are detailed. but like paintings, it don't matter how detailed or plain some things are. they are just beautiful.

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