credits for (shinedobrev) and like this post. two worlds. two lives. one hope. ♡
Now that the Olympics are over, the world no longer lives in my TV. When I wake up, I won’t get that festive Christmas feeling anymore. The nation won’t speak in terms of “we” and “us” but the people will go back to “you” and “I”. We’re no longer a rising mass but an ebbing tide. We’ll suddenly remember why we hate each other and rearrange ourselves back on the ladder and we’ll check the lock on our front doors twice before we go to bed.