“they should’ve sent a poet.”
lmao when i saw this scene for the first time i was just thinking of that monologue from Contact (recommended to me by my good friend Katya Zamolodchikova) so i was itching to put it somewhere
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“they should’ve sent a poet.”
lmao when i saw this scene for the first time i was just thinking of that monologue from Contact (recommended to me by my good friend Katya Zamolodchikova) so i was itching to put it somewhere
patron saints of one-way trips
[?] years, that’s all we’ve got
i’ve been informed it’s my 4th year T-versary and 10 months since i had my top surgery, so thought i’d post this little comic i did a while back. i just think izzy our flag means death and john silver black sails are my favourite characters in gay pirate shows for a reason
taking a little break from black sails for project hail mary, i feel like i’m cheating
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that awkward moment when the coworker you hate saves your life
lowkey hurt my chest doing this
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i hate him
WHY DID YOU BETRAY ME?
i just imagine if thomas and flint were to meet it would be like those cat socializing videos. does anyone know what i’m talking about
“James, who is that seafaring man with one leg?”
thomas hamilton, the man you are
“IN THE DARKNESS, two shadows, reaching through the hopeless, heavy dusk. Their hands meet, and light spills in a flood like a hundred golden urns pouring out of the sun.”
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“all this will be for nothing. we will have been for nothing.”