Dear Ryan Thomas Bambery,
I'm done feeling sorry for you, making you miserable, dwelling on any glimpse of the past, half-stepping, envying the successful, sleeping in late, procrastinating, and coming up short. I'm not promising any more big things from you, but I have endless faith. I can't make any promises. Life is too short for that madness.
Listen to Shoot Me Down by Lil Wayne. Dude is saying what he wants to say, how he wants to say it. You listen to his words and you're bobbing your head, maybe even reciting word for word if you know what's really good like my boy Chris Albert; notice something? You're vibing... Feeling good about what he has to say. Not a Wayne fan? That's fine, just respect the fact that he came from nothing, a human being like yourself, and he's doing what he loves doing and he does it well. Peep the producer credits... Kanye West. Why is he so big? All eyes on them, you've heard both of those names. Think about it. The world is yours, do something with it.
Infinitely you,
Ryan Thomas Bambery
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