Rookie.

I got ice in my veins, blood in my eyes. You keep the sunshine, save me the rain. I search but never find, hurt but never cry. I work and forever try, but I’m cursed, so never mind.So I pick the world up and I’ma drop it on your f*ckin’ head. And confidence is the stain they can’t wipe off. Huh, my word is my pride. My head is swole, my confidence is up.over.
Looks like that this could be the moment, when so called 'my main triangle' could be built up again. Everything suits up perfect. All three aspects are setting up like they should. If I won't fail, everything seems to swell as it should. Won't stop 'till I hit the spot.
rabbit run.