I discovered at a very early age that if I talk long enough then I can make anything right or wrong. So, either I’m God, or truth is relative. And in either case: Booyah.
You know I love you but I can’t see how lucky I am; too busy looking, to find you. And I keep wishing on a star, but for what I’m not sure…
...Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map