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lol you got Rocky’ed
Am I still thinking about Project Hail Mary? Of course I am still thinking about Project Hail Mary.
watercolour, a bit smaller than A5
cats will be like please i need you to watch me wiggle around on this carpet please hey look look please look at me i’m wiggling
making peace with it
I love that Adolin is popular among women, but instead of being it in the stereotypical way of a nice gentleman and a seductive guy, he's famous because every woman he's ever met absolutely hates him after a while
This was on a post about how it's ignorant and privileged to wear headphones in public and I fear its already become a part of my vocabulary. Must everything harbor a moral failure.
accidentally said "invasive thoughts" instead of "intrusive thoughts" today and actually I think I'm onto something. this thought does not belong here and it is harming the local ecosystem
The kid next door (talking toddler age) is playing outside and just wiped out in his Fisher Price car, and I just heard the babysitter say, “oh no, your insurance premium is definitely going to go up!” And the kid who had only been mildly sniffling before made the most confused, but startled sound you’ve ever heard.
Just very clearly an attempt at saying, “my what?”
He straight up forgot about his scraped knee and is now worried about whatever the fuck an insurance premium is.
"op explain this" "op what does this mean" you have NO appreciation for absurdism and it SHOWWWS
unfortunately no eclipse photography can ever outdo the waffle house one from 2017
there's ship of theseus shepard but there's also cassandra shepard, cursed to never be believed despite the true prophecies she shares. she's cursed with the prothean beacon and foresees the destruction of the galaxy, images burned into the backs of her eyelids and is told she has baseless claims. will you help me? she asks the council, and the council says they need more evidence. will you help me? she asks the council and their hands are tied. she stops saren but there are whispers maybe she could have done more, and she bites her tongue because she believes that too, but the council could have done more. the reapers are coming, and they say, sure, say, they aren't real, don't you know that? will you help me? she asks and they send her to the far reaches of the galaxy, a spectre sent on errands. she and the normandy do not come back. but then she does, commander and ship rebuilt anew, not meant to exist but here all the same. will you help me? she asks the council, and they tell her she does not exist, what proof does she have of these claims? the colonies of one species cannot be the concerns of all. she bites her tongue and her mouth swims with blood. the reapers are coming, and they say, no they aren't, say, you need to stop saying that. the spectre floats through space with a crew who never quite looks her in the eye, but they follow regardless. the dead leading the dying. they do not expect to come back from this. will you help me? she asks, and they say, we are here. the collectors are a real threat, barely leaving ghosts behind, and they greet her because she is familiar, isn't she. she isn't supposed to be here either. the reapers are coming she warns, and they say, you have said this for years, why should we trust you? will you help me? she asks and the alliance says there isn't much they can do but she must answer for her actions. will you help me? she asks and let her sit in solitude, think of what she has done, what she has claimed. images burned into the backs of her eyelids and the reapers are here. will you help us? the galaxy asks, and she says what else would i do?
Somebody please give the WSDOT social media folks a raise.
if karl marx was born today he would be a baby. and it would be his birthday
Fifteen year old me, deeply in denial: Im sure all girls wanna look like that
That:
he was bracing himself for bad news