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.

And you might just be a shiny thing, but you are the shiny thing I am pursuing.
And then you take my breath.
I say “hey, I need that to get back to the top.”

“if you need some transportation from a world of tribulation, tell me your destination; i’ll be your ride. if you’re out of inspiration, all you feel is desperation; consider this your invitation; i’ll be your ride…”