You know what I was thinking about on my way home? How different my life would be if youโd made that gash a little deeper. Or how different yours would be if Iโd vaulted myself off a roof nine years ago. Do you ever think about things like that? Like, if either you or I wouldnโt have made it, where would the other one be right now? It was something I thought about all the time: how death changes every remaining moment for those still living.
Tiffanie DeBartoloFate is the magnetic pull of our souls toward the people, places, and things we belong with.
Tiffanie DeBartoloI just happen to comprehend the low standards of the majority of the music-buying public, and I donโt care how condescending that sounds, itโs true. They always go for the shiny gimmicks. Always.
Tiffanie DeBartoloI know that if I ever have the audacity to blame fate or God for holding a gun to my temple, I also have the wherewithal to remind myself that if I end up with a hole in my head, I was the one who pulled the trigger.
Tiffanie DeBartolo