That opening sequence was shot on my 36th birthday, August 3rd, and I was so drunk I couldn’t stand up, frankly. I was so intoxicated, I didn’t realize how close to the mirror I was. So when I struck it, I ended up catching my thumb in the mirror and split it open a bit. Francis tried to stop it, and he called for a doctor. There was a nurse standing by, and I said, “No, let it go. I want to have this out right here and now.” It had to do with facing my worst enemy, myself. I was in a chaotic, spiritual state inside. I fought him like a tiger. It was real hard for me to reveal myself. I pretended I couldn’t remember a lot of the things I’d done that night. Actually, I remembered it all.
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