No matter how much one plays, drinks, fucks, talks, smokes, whatever..
They end up like this.
One can only count on one’s self. There’s no forever. Only, for now. The only bond one has is with one’s self.
The man that is happiest is first happy with himself. The man most at peace is the man first at peace with himself.
Otherwise, he has nothing. Fuck relying on others.
One must live for one’s self.