Listen I’m not intersted in telling someone what they want to hear, something that will make them happy and content. Contrary to what everyone tries to sell you, life is not about happiness and comfort. Everyone you know is going to whither away or get torn to pieces. Get it through your stupid fucking head.
The happy ending is my mother and father. They were married for 53 years and I got to watch her weep over his body, “I loved you so much,” she sobbed. And then she wandered around unable to sleep without being drugged, for 2 years. “I can’t find him.” she’d say. “I don’t know where he is.”
Thats the ‘They lived happily ever after’ Thats about the best you can do. So get over your childish fucking need for comfort and safety. You might as well fucking live. Cuz you sure as fuck are going to die.
