Why is the sole purpose in life to serve as the shit that we fill our coffins with?
It's kind of like being at the bottom of the ninth and still we don't know how to play the game.
Take a look around, your life is in front of your eyes.
It's just like recognizing the fact that life moves way too fast as you're standing at the pump
filling up on gas and you think to yourself, "There's no way I'm going back."
The romantic ride into the sunset.
It's just like diving in headfirst without dipping your toe.
I had to get away for a while and I'm sorry you can't come but that would defeat the purpose.
It's like taking the day off of school.