People say “go big or go home”, as if going home were a bad thing. Hell yeah I wanna go home. And I’m gonna take a nap when I get there.
I do try to be a good person. But then someone pulls out in front of me doing the below the speed limit and I just have to try again tomorrow.
On the day I was born angels looked into my cozy little crib, gazed upon my cherubic face and declared ‘this one going to be trouble’.