★miracles★

In Gilmore Girls, and any other TV show, everything works out fine in the end. Why can't real life be like that? Why is it always topsy-turvy inside-out? How are we supposed to accept ourselves if no-one else can accept us? Miracles happen on TV for the real life star, but we all feel like the sidekicks who get the bad deals, the Kirks of the world. What happens to us, stays with us, forever.