it seems to me that from the word go, we have lots of goals drilled into our heads. make friends, get good grades, get good qualifications, get a good job, make a good family, retire, die. be rich, be famous. there is also the goal others try to teach- be happy. i feel like that is hard when you must follow the aforementioned pattern. what if i don’t want to? what if that doesn’t make you happy? it is only then that you tap into the underlying goal of life- survive. it’s something most people just assume. but it is a goal, in my eyes. to survive through the shit life gives you. when life gives you lemons, throw them the fuck back. demand for apples, so you can make apple pie, because you like apple pie. fuck lemons, and the fuck the shit you’re given. find something else, make something else. make something of yourself, and survive.