i find my cosmic insignificance reassuring
the stars don’t fucking care who i am or what i do
i owe the universe nothing
i exist on my own terms
#when existentialism becomes comforting rather than horrifying
I`ve been in this mood lately where I just want to move away, dye my hair, get more piercings and tattoos, go to raves, try drugs, live in an apartment with my best friend, be a slut, and just not care. Really just experience living.