[He flops backwards, head propped up as he takes another long drag. Yes, okay, he's hitting it real heavy for someone who hasn't smoked in 6 months, but he wants to go straight from this cave to fuckin' space. He starts his next sentence on the exhale, flicking the joint a bit in his fingers.]

The trick is, you just go in and take what you want. You see somethin' you like, you go for it. Don't wait for the world to hand you shit.

[Morals, who's that, he doesn't know her.]

Take everything your gay little hands can carry. Boys, money, clothes, ect. Ya dig?