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the scene in gotg vol 3 where rocket finds the baby raccoons absolutely wrecked me. he finally discovered that he truly was a raccoon, before he was torn apart and made into something else. the way he tenderly gathered them all into his arms and made sure none of them fell was heart wrenching yet so sweet to watch
Ultimately, Guardians of the Galaxy 3 is about recovery. Everyone at the end dancing…even some of the most tortured ones among them…Nebula and Rocket, who were pulled apart limb by limb and were spit on, told that they were worth nothing…they recovered, and they’re happy. And I think that’s one of the most beautiful things a movie can be about.
I loved the baby raccoon scene because like how cathartic is that? I can’t tell you how many times I’ve thought “Man if I could go back and save baby me or just like give baby me some words of advice and tell her everything is gonna be okay, I would. That I grow up to be the adult she needed and would be proud of.” And that’s what Rocket got. He got to save baby him, comfort baby him, and get to be the adult that those babies needed. My god I’m gonna cry over Rocket Raccoon again
Guardians of the Galaxy Vol 3 emotionally destroyed me
Run fast for your mother
Run fast for your father
Run for your children
For your sisters and brothers
Was so excited about horizon zero dawn that I forgot I live in a world where searching hashtag beta would be a bad idea
they probably cant love me back in a human or even mammalian sense, but my goldfish with their smooth pea-sized brain have learned to trust that i will make them better when they are sick. i feel like crying about this often
The inherent violence of buildings you have known being destroyed. I’m not saying this from an activism perspective, I’m talking about the shock to the system and the incomprehensible nature of a whole building simply not existing anymore. Rooms that you will be unable to visit again or make more memories in. It’s like a death. And we very rarely hold funerals for it. Am I making sense? I feel like i’m going crazy
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Diatoms glued on a microscope slide by Klaus Kemp, in a revival of the Victorian art form. These arrangements are each smaller than the period at the end of this sentence.
[pictured is a screenshot from a cartoon of two small dogs running side by side. tied to them are sticks, with a sign connecting them. the sign reads, “i hope you get good news on something you’ve been waiting on. you deserve it”]
My friends teenage pitbutt pitbulled directly into the couch at 90mph
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Marilyn Monroe photographed by Andre de Dienes on Tobay Beach, New York (1949).
that guy who went to space and said something along the lines of how it shattered his illusions about the wonders of the universe entirely because it was just cold and empty and dead and vast and everything worth marvelling at was back down on earth. yeah
I think we all need & deserve Aloy with loose hair. You’re welcome
