When you meet someone who is your intellectual superior in the domain you absolutely love, you have two choices: you either freely throw yourself in the hells of depression and self-loathing, or you watch the mountain in front of you and say “ I’ll make you dream my name”.
TRUTH
I try to make the right choices but sometimes it’s hard
“I’ll make you dream my name."
Hot damn, that is intense. I like it. 😀