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lowk bro im actually not okay with the r slur being normalized again. i’m not okay with cishet women calling me the f slur. i don’t think racist jokes are funny. i don’t like ‘pronouns in bio’ being an insult.

grace explaining human life expectancy to rocky and rocky trying so hard to come up with a solution, a fix. but there is none, humans themselves have been trying for centuries. rocky feeling so terrible over not being able to keep grace around forever, the thought of losing his best friend. grace telling rocky that he has made peace with it, rocky telling him "that's just a thing people say". grace crying, not weeping or bawling his eyes out, just silent tears. grace talking to rocky about how he is afraid, most people are, but he has lived a life many humans can only dream of. he has gotten the opportunity to see the stars, make first contact, save two entirely different worlds who had no previous knowledge of each other. grace gets to grow old with his best friend by his side, while teaching his students, while enjoying the fog and sitting by the beach. ryland grace got to live a life he couldn't even dream of. i have so much mroe to say buyt i m crying

just saw a post of someone putting my exact thoughts on why i love phm into words.
          
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          it's cosmic hope. beneath it all, there's faith. even in the tenser moments. rocky isn't a mindless monster like a lot of other scifi media portray them as. he's one of the least humanoid movie aliens i can think of. and yet, he has compassion. he cracks jokes, he's intelligent beyond just the typical technology and science and shit, there's things he doesn't know that aren't just human traditions and customs, he has a mate who he loves, he risked his life to save a fleshy alien who has shown him kindness. the eridians tailor grace's dome to his wishes, he is not abused or torturously experimented on. they show the same love grace showed rocky. grace does not return to earth with great fanfare, he becomes a teacher on erid. he cares for his eridian students the same way he cared about his human ones. there is so much love and every detail shows that.

the gift for my baby cousins birthdays just arrived i’m gonna lose my mind it’s so cute aghhhh baby fever

i know i’m not leaving texas anytime soon but i know i’ll miss it when i do. as shitty as it is sometimes, i do care about this place. i’ll miss going to the island, i’ll miss the boardwalk, i’ll miss the long drive through the city to see my aunt and uncles, i’ll miss fishing at my grandparents rv park, i’ll miss sleepovers with my cousins, i’ll miss running away from the wasps and pointing at the lizards running around, i’ll miss my backyard that i never go in and the garage that i avoid because of the lingering fears that a younger version of me had, i’ll miss driving around and trying to decipher what spanish billboards were saying, i’ll miss the people around me having southern accents, i’ll miss the community, i’ll miss the food, i’ll miss my favorite restaurant, i’ll miss looking at furniture on the side of the road and talking about if we should take it home, i’ll miss every other car being a pickup truck, i’ll miss the roads that are constantly under construction and the buildings that take years to be built and only stay open for a year tops, i’ll miss all the workers i know, i miss looking over my fence to see my neighbors pets, i’ll miss the overgrown grass, i’ll miss the smell of cigarettes, i’ll miss running away from the fish my relative caught before it hit me, i’ll miss the dozens of rocks used to fill space instead of dead grass, i’ll miss jumping over ant piles and running away from junebugs, i’ll miss the snails sticking to my garage door, i’ll miss the ice cream truck going around the neighborhood, i’ll miss being around people who think that cowboy boots are formal attire, i’ll miss the silly tales i would make up with my friends that still spark a bit of fear in me, i’ll miss chasing and catching my neighbors rabbits when they would get out, i’ll miss hearing my neighbors play the piano and the kids playing outside, i’ll miss the gas stations, i’ll miss the music, i’ll miss ducks and geese. i’ll miss so much.

tmi & idrk how to explain this but to all the involuntary monthly bl\oo/d ritual performers out there, do yall also get suddenly get the knowledge that you started ur period? i’m not talking about knowing the schedule or the recognizing the signs, nor cramps or the bl\oo/d when it comes. i’m talking about waking up and just being like ‘aww shit’. it’s like intrinsic knowledge to me. idek my schedule and i’ll be talking to someone, get the feeling with no symptoms, then go check and be right. it’s rarely a clear thought of “i think i started” it’s just a deep understanding. 
          pls does this make sense

ilya no rozanov

i want to watch heated rivalry but idk if ill be able to handle it

im begging pinterest users to stop tagging their posts about not being able to find pfps with shit like " #aesthetic" " #pfp" etc. brother you are contributing to the problem.

i was dead asleep and i heard my dad say cinnamon roll and my ass flew out of bed like it was my fucking sleeper agent trigger word