Whatever Story You Want To Tell, Tell

My Sisters Would Swear That I Was The Spoiled Kid Who Got Everything He Wanted, And I Would Go "no Way! I Worked My Ass Off And You Guys Got Everything." We're All Kind Of In Our Own Narratives.

Whatever Story You Want To Tell, Tell It At The Right Size.

I Always Think That I’m Still This 13-year Old Boy That Doesn’t Really Know How To Be An Adult, Pretending To Live My Life, Taking Notes For When I’ll Really Have To Do It.

If We're All Going To Die, Shouldn't We Be Enjoying Ourselves Now?

Something About Texas I'm Not Proud Of Is That Our State Murdered 37 People Last Year Alone.