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I was taking some photos for lit and I accidentally posted one to my fucking instagram story!!!!!! 😳😱🫣🤦🏼‍♀️🤦🏼‍♀️🤦🏼‍♀️

It was only up for like 15 seconds but I have no idea if anyone saw it before I deleted. I’m dying from embarrassment. RIP.
I definitely didn't see it. :(

Update: Just saw it. Sup? ❤️💋
 
What if our universe is just a patch quilt in a vast span of universes all stitched together… when you reach the end of our universe you encounter another?
 
Do you ever get an existential crisis thinking about the universe… and what came before the Big Bang .. and how it could just blink out like a light at any time?
What makes my heart palpitate is the fact that I won't ever know what came before. What comes next. I don't fear death; I fear oblivion. I want to know where it all ends up. What will happen when the last star goes out. When all we have are black holes and neutron stars. Will they evaporate in hawking radiation, or will they all collide to form the basis of the next big bang?

I wanna knooooowwwwww!! 😫
 
Do you ever get an existential crisis thinking about the universe… and what came before the Big Bang .. and how it could just blink out like a light at any time?
No, my existential crises are more personal. I have no control over universal heat death, for example, so it doesn't cause dread. How I exist, my choices and how they pertain to others, things in my scope, account for my fears
 
Do you ever get an existential crisis thinking about the universe… and what came before the Big Bang .. and how it could just blink out like a light at any time?
No, my existential crises are more personal. I have no control over universal heat death, for example, so it doesn't cause dread. How I exist, my choices and how they pertain to others, things in my scope, account for my fears
And I was absolutely fine until Universal Heat Death!
 
Imagine traveling through space … of centuries of time passing without encountering anything … not a single planet.. or star… or anything … just nothingness.
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Do you ever get an existential crisis thinking about the universe… and what came before the Big Bang .. and how it could just blink out like a light at any time?
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What if our universe is just a patch quilt in a vast span of universes all stitched together… when you reach the end of our universe you encounter another?
...you ok?
Blame Stephen King 🤣
Ah, I get it now.
 
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