Beggars...

cannot be choosers.

Living in my own Private Idaho.

Live like you're dying.

You and me.

So hard.

Jump. asphyxiation

Are you ready...
To jump?
To live?
To be?

I can make it alone.

Fuck yeah!

Do you believe?


I really, I really...
Whoot Whoot!

I am me.

It's all an illusion.

Bitter in the start and sweet at the end.

I don't care.

It's called art.