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kikmessenger

sits on my own blog like it’s the edge of a lake wistfully

kikmessenger

skips a stone over a few posts

aonkeeper4

me whenm i am. Prougraming on my Computer

heyitsmelinguini

that’s mozilla herself

foxpost-generator

it fucken wimdows

mahgck

"don't post spoilers for the odyssey movie" I Guarantee Even If You Havent Read It You Know Over Half Of The Plot Points Through Cultural Osmosis its been 3000 YEARS.

tothechaos

[suddenly very embarrassed about walking on my knees for a hundred miles through the desert repenting] [realizing i know nothing about the soft animal of my body] um . does anyone know how to live a life not spent on their knees. asking for a friend.

norakro

52stations

dude im soooo gonna come into my own at the age of 30 #TRUST

i-am-a-fish

I just want to love and be loved. why is lunch twelve dollars now

minnesotan bf who says uff da after eating you out

#I didn’t cum but he was trying his best #we’ll get em next time folks #nsft #h

molabuddy

does anyone else think about how the sky can literally rock any colour it wants to

molabuddy

red, orange, yellow? sunset/sunrise

green? the rarest and not one ive seen personally but it can happen

blue? classics of sky

indigo? violet? twilight babyyy

pink? also shows up at sunrise/sets

black? night. get goth with it

white? grey? her clouds

molabuddy

do you love the Fucking colour of the sky. bitch

chronophobiaclown

Project Hail Mary is such a perfect combination of buddy comedy and the most depressing sci fi movie you’ve ever seen and I love it so much

shanestyreshop

basically the “why stupid, question?” Scene

mechobj

Who are you? I love you too.

thepixelatedcactus

Background photo taken by M. Reyes and used with permission

themanwhoateastronomy

love how 17776 defies every part of "AI/invention becomes sentient and instantly turns humanity into pink paste" trope. 3 space probes that were nothing more than extensions of human curiosity, mere tools for politics and science, wake up in the dark. thousands of kilometers away. their purpose completely obsolete, and yet they will never return to earth. but there is no anger, no loathing at their circumstance. they pick something gentler. something soft. they pick to watch a game of football. to laugh with us. to cheer us on. to witness the weird soap opera that is having a favorite team for all of eternity. they wake up and see the face of their creator and think: that is the most beautiful thing i've ever seen.

yeah, they cant do much. they are in space. but it says a lot that nine wakes up and the first thing nine feels isnt anger or hatred. they wake up confused, uncertain, but they know one thing: i love you.

17776 is a total antithesis to things like terminator or AM from ihnmaims. nine, ten, and juice are objectively just extensions of human curiosity. a limb. until they arent. and when they cant be tools, they choose to love. to love a lot. and i think if 3 things of aluminum can choose iloveyouiloveyouiloveyou from their birth, i think a lot of us should too.