So you spend every night watching a two-hour movie that takes you from a rollercoaster of sadness to an inevitable happy ending. During those two hours, the tale being told in front of you becomes everything you know - it actually makes you beleive. Yes, for two hours, you actually believe that something can happen. To you. But when the credits roll, and the high slowly wears off, you are back to where you were - back to knowing that movies, at the end of the day, will always be movies - and your life will never have that sappy happy ending where two people hug and kiss and the soundtrack blares in the background.
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