People make their own choices, and sometimes those choices suck.
People will do and think whatever it is they have to in order to survive.
People can love their lies, tell their lies, believe their own lies until hell pays a visit.
Life is all we have, and if we can't look at it honestly, are we really living?
Nobody stopped believing that other people were more guilty than they were. Why do people have so much trouble seeing their own faults but such an easy time seeing everyone else's?
You can never see a plant grow, but they do.