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1 month agoProject Hail Mary, and Iron Nest… My gigantic artillery platform is now in space, being used to fire canisters of Taumoeba at the stars. Dieselpunk Kerbal Space Program, flinging artillery shells the size of small cars to save the galaxy.
Just because they bumped uglies and you fell out, didn’t mean you owe then anything. If they’re making your life hard, the best boundary is a closed door. I say this as someone who excommunicated the only parent they have, because they were making me miserable. I miss them, but I can’t have them in my life. I’ve tried.