Everything comes down to tomorrow.

I love the fact that I'm breaking my own heart with my dreams.

Lord help me. I'm actually really nervous about tomorrow... it feels like I'm going into the coliseum with a group of gladiators. It feels like I'm poised with an apple and a blind-folded asshole is going to shoot his arrow at me. I'm dizzy, this means so much to me. Let me have a firm grip on my sword and let the arrow slice confidently from someone's adept fingers to split my apple clean in two.

Let me be an illustrator. I'll change the world for you.