Look, if you had, one shot, or one opportunity To seize everything you ever wanted. In one moment Would you capture it

Yo.... His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy. There's vomit on his sweater already, moms spaghetti. He's nervous. But on the surface he looks calm and ready to drop bombs. But he keeps on forgetting what he wrote down. The whole crowd goes so loud. He opens his mouth but the words won't come out...


You know the rest ;)