Burnt Out.

We don't want to lose talented people around here now, do we?

Breathe.

Perhaps this is how I find myself again.

Personal Best.

You can tell how far you've come.

On the Bad Days…

It's your party. You can cry if you want to.

Please Wait…

There is no race to be run.

‘Ain’t My Fault’.

We can't control what people think of us.

Plan? I Don’t Even Have a ‘Pla’.

Plans who? We don't know her.

‘Keep it 100.’

What does that even mean?

Look Within.

Did I mention that you need to go look at the moon right away?

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