What we get from this is that life is not the shitty thing some of us wish it to be. I for one, think that this life is filled with a lot of shit, and some of that I am not willing to accept. And if I have to die a screaming agonizing death, or remain alone for the rest of my life, I will still not accept some of the shit in this life. Yet it’s OK, I mean, it’s OK. No matter what, no matter how shitty, how painful it is, how truly it makes you want to shoot your god damn brains out, how difficult it is to be in the same room with people you don’t like, how every day something else appears and turns your entire universe up-side down, this life is worth living.

Only one thing keeps us from abandoning this world, and no matter what everyone else says, it is greater than money, power, social status, anything material and immaterial that we hold and possess to be of value. In the end, after all the crap is flushed out, we all just want to be loved….