No matter what the source - I love you and everything is going to be alright. In the end, everything is going to be o.k.
An epiphany on life.in the end we are all just rotting corpses.. slowly deteriorating flesh. Even the most beautiful people become "hideous monsters" eventual... when that day comes.. are they going to rejoice in how many women they've fucked? In how much money they made, or in how convenient their life is? No, those that have any relief upon their death bed are those that know they will die with a full heart. One filled with compassion, experience, journeys, pain and anguish.
What are you guys talking about? ;d