And When He Catches Me Off Guard

In The Next Election, I'm Voting For Your Mom To Be The Next God.

He Doesn’t Just Look Upset—he Looks Newly Blind. There Is Such Loss In His Eyes, And It Permeates Every Other Part Of His Body.

Once The Storm Comes Out, The Landscape Changes. What You Had Before Is Altered In Some Way. And You Have A Choice: Build Something New And Better From What Is Left Or Abandon It.

You Have To Trust The Words. They Do Not Create Anything More Than Themselves.

I Don’t Want To Know Anything, And I Want To Know It All