"I don't want hope. Hope is killing me. My dream is to become hopeless. When you're hopeless you don't care. And when you don't care, that indifference makes you attractive."
bar mofftak: Sjukt egentligen; det gnälls ganska friskt om Timrås spel under matcherna här inne (ingen nämnd, ingen glömd). Forechecken klickar inte, passningsspelet är bedrövligt, defensiven obefintlig och slarvigt, anfallsspelet är trubbigt.
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Jag svarar med ett Costanza-citat angående hoppet
"I don't want hope. Hope is killing me. My dream is to become hopeless. When you're hopeless you don't care. And when you don't care, that indifference makes you attractive."