
‘Maybe it’s finally my turn,’ ‘maybe I can leave some stuff at his place,’ ‘maybe my instincts are right this time,’ ‘maybe he is the one.’ Maybe…maybe…maybe…But this album isn’t just about that. It’s the almosts—the one-step-away-from, the ick-that-gave-away, the falling-in-and-outs—the aftershock when I was still imagining the maybes when they were just almosts.
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“也许终于轮到我了”“也许我能在他家放些我的东西吧”“也许我的直觉这次是对的”“也许他就是对的人”也许…也许…也许…但这张专辑不只是关于它;是那些“可能”差一点就拥有了、突然产生的反感、坠入又分离,还有那些我还来不及反应、仍在也许与可能间徘徊的后座力。