the thing about the ultimate cosmic meaninglessness of man is that you can either wallow in your insignificance and the attendant pain that brings in a culture so obsessed with fame and being important,
or you can fall in love with literally everything and everyone in a dozen small ways because everything still exists despite the statistical unlikelihood of it all and that’s a goddamn miracle
Ugh. I just looked in my archive of posts I made in 2009 and I was ever so blatant about my “post private Christian school” drug use. I thought i was so cool and experimental. What an actual piece of shit I was.