Sometimes, you’re going to fly down. Fast. It’s a wild, exhilarating ride.
Until you crash. Then it sucks. It feels shitty. You don’t know what to do, looking for any and every way to relieve the pain.
You’re tired. You want to sleep and never wake up. “Fuck it all.” But do nothing and you’re stuck in a self-imposed limbo for life.
So if you’re to die with a smile, there’s only one option: rebuild those wings and get flyin’.