Yes, life’s cute little tentacles will get you in the end. Because sometimes life is mistaken as death. But it is not. It is life at its best. Warming you. Tickling you. Giving you this idea that invincibility is in your nature. In your own blood. That you will succeed. That everyone will love you. Because you loved them. Just that. And yet life proclaims your achievements. Every. Single. Time. And in the end you will be left with nothing but life’s tentacles blossoming through your open mouth. Completely. Defeated.