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So I’m binge-playing Mass Effect for the first time.

I think Grunt would love Blåhaj

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The interior of the Sun

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Real

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Jeff "Joker" Moreau (speed paint)

Best pilot in the whole galaxy <3

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... is anyone else's dash suddenly full of posts from people you don't follow, have no idea who they are, and have no obvious relation to anything you're expecting to see around these parts?

... or is it tumble dot com tumbling again?

... or am I back in another undisclosed beta-group, again, like I clearly was around 2015ish?

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NGC 1398 // Heinrich Wasenegger

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Remember calming cat? Remember when tumblr was this color? If you don’t that’s fine. I just feel old and alone.

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im in actual disbelief that this just happened while i was writing down this joke to remember later

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Choose your fighter

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was told I should post this on tumblr

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I must not mock Gen Alpha. Mocking Gen Alpha is the mind killer. Mocking Gen Alpha is the little-death that brings total generational solidarity obliteration. I will engage with Gen Alpha lovingly. I will permit them to be cringe. And when they grow up I will turn my eye to their accomplishments. Where mocking has gone there will be nothing. Only generational solidarity remains

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They've filled the Normandy with people who look up to you in an effect to placate you and make you feel at home, but it's more alienating than if everyone hated you. They've given you your own private quarters but they make you feel alone and cut off from everyone. They say it's your ship, just like the one flew on before, and that you're in command, only there are doors that won't open for you and are locked tight. They parade before you a friend you knew who is so excited about all of this, but you didn't live through that and you're not over what you lost like he is. You look in the mirror and you're literally cracking at the seams and they tell you and only you can save the galaxy - enough that you were worth billions of resources to bring back - and you think about the soldier, the friend, you lost on Virmire and how nobody thought to bring them back. You're a ghost everyone is worshipping, a legend that everyone is clinging to, a soldier, a spectre, a saviour, a hero, but not a person anymore.

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Thank you so much to my Patrons.

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Skyrim belongs to the skeevers