"we're on the right side of rock bottom / and to you i just keep crawling / you're the best kind of bad something / ‘cause we keep on coming back for more." when dry, i wrote the name with white chalk. i think, as we all change, sometimes we rise in love and we teach/reach, and sometimes we fall in fear and we learn/grow… push and pull. figure out what’s in your best interest, and then b.) and how can you identify one from the other? 