Each morning, reborn.
Deeper, wider, more certain.
This is me, mine and yours.
We are all so many things at once.







Your version of success is supposed to be something new and unique to you Stop being so judgmental You’re here
When you know what you’re supposed to do, don’t do it anyway, and then are forced to do it in a more extreme way
Maybe this time it’s different I mean I really think you like me