Memoirs of a dumbass

The cuteness aggression that hit me is unreal

being cosmically "insignificant" doesnt even matter like its not important......... like literally lets enjoy a strawberry

as a physicists the whole 'cosmically significant' is so funny. nothing is cosmically significant. the sun is small and tiny compared to, most starts and even stars are small next to the gravitational pull of supermassive black holes and even then is doesn't matter bc, the universe is both infinite and in vast expanse so why would one black whole matter?, which means at the end everything matters bc the universe is a sum of its parts all parts are so stupid small to the universe they all, matter and we are here enjoying a strawberry, isnt it nice?, (via las-lus)

technically we’re ALL, always LARPing, because the Self is only a construct,

I want a new character

Then make one.

Everyone talking about posts that changed their brain chemistry seem to be leaving out this classic, which probably propelled me into activism and more self confidence in a way that I cannot put into words.

I interned at a place w butterflies and had to tell a mom to please stop offering the “snacks” on the pedestals to her kids and we had to give a speech to all the ppl who entered which I added lines to daily. Including the infamous “butterflies like fruit that’s a little older than what we eat, so the fruit is just for them! Please don’t eat it!” And “please please please please please don’t come in here if you’re afraid of butterflies.” It was the closest thing to hell I’ve ever experienced

*going to a butterfly farm* there better not be any fuckin butterflies in here

*going to a butterfly farm* this will surely take my mind off the life-ruining curse that a witch placed upon me that forces me to eat any fruit i see no matter what