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mkinst.bsky.social
Budding archivist and audio restorer, escaping from boats by train.
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One of my favourite ever musings on the internet. Please read, enjoy, and know that you are loved, even when you think otherwise. đź’•

Played the demo of A Bumpy Ride yesterday, a very cute train game on Steam store.steampowered.com/app/3056840/... Will share my thoughts in this thread (1/?)

the wolf that followed me home.

cannot stand when someone very blatantly has a fetish for something but keeps trying to pass it off as a funny ironic weird meme joke like you are not drawing that many characters pregnant for meme purposes

Anyone wanna be a Real Bro and give #donations for my #able account so my #Disabled self can stop being #Homeless connect.vestwell.com/gift/stable/...

Fucking tech bros ruined AI as a term. Nowadays, people will immediately think of GenAI and get hostile over something that's nothing to do with it.

introducing ascot horror: a horror subgenre where the antagonists have terrifyingly bad outfits

What if history just didn't repeat itself, for once?

Pontypandy fire service, the best of the best of course #firemansam

From www.tumblr.com/presentlydea... - I miss you, lost friends. I hope the sun is shining on your face, wherever you are.

finally deleted all the tugs stuff off my computer. feels surprisingly good. I'll still be around if anyone wants to keep in touch of course, i'm not going anywhere - but for now, as far as tugs goes i think i'm finally done. thanks for keeping me afloat all these years <3

Been thinking a lot about this lately.

All this kids show speak has influenced tonight's colour practice. Anyone else watch this one? It didn't look like this

Always repost

This is, believe it or not, a steam locomotive. Built by Sentinel in 1956.

I’ve decided to stop absorbing abuse from people and start calling it out instead. It’s taken a very long time but I’ve had enough. I’ve kept screenshots of all attacks and misinformation directed at me for the past five years. Every time I held my tongue, I kept a receipt. 👍

Mourning a friendship that’s run its course elicits the same stages of grief involved in any loss— only the “denial” &, especially, “bargaining” stages can be particularly hard, given everyone is alive & hypothetically things might still seem repairable. Even if they’re not.