autisticdaisyjohnson:


Not that long ago, I was lost. Without friends. Without identity. I thought there was no life for me that I understood and I felt as though that meant there was no life at all. But I was wrong. Especially in this place. There is always a life, there is always a future, as long as one is willing to build it for themselves.

softmcgraw:

Yes, Captain, I’m sure they look the same. As I explained, this is the work of Adriaen Hanneman. A masterwork, unmistakably. This is an abomination. To suggest that the value of one has any bearing on the other simply strains the very bounds of reason.

Bonus:

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