Because one minute they all love you, the next thing you know, you're in front of a courthouse dancing on top of a car just trying to figure out what the fuck happened to you.
Circle to circle, the ends cannot hold. But it doesn't matter. There are no ends to dreams, not that cannot come around once more. Now I'm going back there and I'm taking you with me, and we are going to do what should have been done all along. We are going to find the most perfect possible future... even if it is really only the past.