Behind all the layers, I am me. Dreamer or freak, call me anything I trust no one, even not the world itself. I don't fit in a damn box, glow rise or shine but stare back and mirror. Sometimes I say too much or nothing at all. My heart beats somewhere in NYC as my mind wanders over the hills of LA and my soul flies free between the streets of Chicago. Just live your life like it's your last day and always fight for your dreams.