Life is like toast.

You live life knowing there’s a possibility that you’ll get hurt, just like there’s a possibility that your toast will burn. Yet, you risk it anyway. Even though you know you put the bread in the toaster, it still manages to frighten you when it randomly pops out of the toaster. It surprises you even when you think you’re ready for it. Just like life. You may think you know what is coming, but somehow, you never actually do. Toast doesn’t taste that great without butter, or something of the sort. Life isn’t the same when you’re on your own. So, butter is to toast what friends are to life. I know it’s probably the weirdest analogy you’ve ever heard, but it makes sense. We take risks and choose to live because in the end… it’s worth it. We make the toast with the possibility of it burning, but in the end, the toast always hits the spot.