Hair match
In between those ropes, on that stretch of canvas. It's the only place I can remember where I've truly felt peace.
Peace is worth fighting for. It's worth putting yourself over.
After 2 years, I've started to do just that...
"What do you want from this?"
I say the professional things, I season it with the emotional. Yes I want to work, and travel, and debut, and make money.
But here, right here at home, I wanna show them all something. I want to give something back to all the love that gets poured into me. I want to show my worth off, I know I have it, I know I'm worth so much to so many. But I want to show it off for the first time. Take it arm in arm and walk it down the entrance ramp like it's my fucking wedding day
I want it to be like a marriage. An example of the commitment I have for years to come....
A commitment I've had for years already.
Something I've shed more tears over than anything but my own sordid trauma. I don't want to say it's something I love more than myself, but it's something I love just as much as I should love myself...
Come along, ringside to nosebleeds, let's get ready to rumble...
I wanna fucking show you something.