You are an endless project...changing, evolving, surprising.
It’s, like, a safety bomb.” -Iggy
I think sometimes we give people a lot of credit just because they're writing nice sentences even if it isn't adding up to much.
What are we but our stories?
Excellent. They were flammable.
It's so strange. Everything can be going alone just great, and then one day, whack, you're blindsided-- a lousy, crammy blow you didn't see coming.