mymydinh: Life has been soooo hard. I can’t open the can of pickles. The chicken isn’t warm enough for me to eat. My shoes are making my feet hurt. Don’t try to stop me from killing myself, I’m going to do it…
Just leave me the fuck alone.
Within the context, and complex, he finds a new way, with little to hold him back, He jumps at his pray. Her love, to him, a rose, just as sweet, he knew she was the one, melody to his beat.