Insanity is not about having Bipolar disorder. Insanity is not about how many hundrer pair of shoes you have collected.

Insanity is vasting your life on nothing when you have the blood of an adventurer and a surviver floating in your veins.

Insanity is being shit on, beat down, coasting through life on a misrable existence, when you have the key to a lion locked inside and the key to release it.

Insanity is to have this, knowing you have it โ€“ and still complain over life. Still doing nothing with your life in order to get what you really want.


Give me a fuckin`break.