"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."
Först blir man deprimerad när man får läsa om årets siffror. Fast när jag tänker på vart föreningen var för tio år sedan så tycker jag nog att det har gjorts en jäkla resa! Så lite glad kan man nog vara ändå.
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."