True, Quinto, death is an important part. But not of life. Life and death are two completely different things. When I die, I want to look back on my life and say to myself "I've taken the opportunities I was given, I've lived my life the way I wanted. I made some people happy and I have made at least some kind of a difference. And now I can go in peace."
You know, the whole point of life discussion always on some extent involves religion. People who believe in the beyond often have a very different view of things, because they 'know' that there is something better waiting for them at the end of the tunnel.
Only the Buddhist are scr*wed, they keep getting lives and lives and lives. :bleh:
As for love - In the past month(s) I have experienced that love does not necessarily mean a relationship-py context. In some kind of way, everybody can love everybody. Friends, family, whatever. But sadly, it's not easy to find that kind of love.
Sometimes, when you feel like your family, supposedly the source of all love, is forsaking you, friends grow more and more important.
When I was younger, I had little to no friends through choice. And it's safe to say that I was a little proud of that attitude. Well, I've changed. I've seen what friends are good for. And let me tell you this: you can not have too many friends. You can just have too many false friends.
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