We start dying the moment we are born
Our lungs fill and slowly set us on fire
There’s no escape, there’s no running
Drink orange juice and hope for the best.
We’re stuck on a fucking rock
Floating in the emptiness of space
And the only thing holding us is a math formula.
Eat an apple, fuck newton for taking a nap.
The universe is existence and we’re just a second.
The planets don’t see us, aliens don’t like us.
The stars won’t care if you fuck up.
Don’t waste time hating yourself, fall in love with the moon.
Billions of years ago you were a comet surfing space
Billions of years from now maybe you’ll form a constellation
A dove, a spear, a fucking cunt.
Stars, like life, are what you make of them.
The oceans are drying, the poles are melting.
The ozone hole is patching itself up.
We’re saving endangered species one at a time.
If humanity isn’t completely worthless, neither are you.
If you failed spectacularly get yourself a golden start
Throw glitter in the air and bow to the public.
Be a Dramatic Hoe™. Be a Diva.
Be the star you were centuries ago.
Fuck apathy, fuck edgy, fuck not caring.
If you’re alive for the last time make something of it.
Take the reigns.
Exist on purpose.
Nihilism for Millennials 101 /// V.C.Amandi (via phereinnike)
