awash in humorous angst

taking myself too seriously and other varieties of self-doubt

*meets charming, cute boy*

*images flash through head of charming, cute boy cutely charming every other trick up in this place*

*mourns end of courtship minutes later*

We are just an advanced breed of monkeys on a minor planet of a very average star. But we can understand the Universe. That makes us something very special.

- Stephen Hawking (via kushandwizdom)

(via pterodactyl-screeches)

Some days bleed. Some days are so sensitive, you don’t even want to get out of bed. These are the best days, though. You grab them by their pulse and you keep going, because something is happening in the universe that is making you feel so much. It’s a small glitch, an overflow, and you have been chosen to carry the extra weight. For one, small day, you are the sole bearer of this unnamed pain. You are a spot of light on the map of the world. Anyone or anything from another part of the galaxy will see you and think, ‘I didn’t know people could be stars.’

- For the Days That Hurt | Caitlyn Siehl (via alonesomes)

(via squarestrawberries)