me: *humming as we leave the beach after promising not to take home MORE seashells that there is no room or use for*
my loving wonderful partner:
love that i heard my husband losing his mind in the bathroom out of nowhere for several minutes then he just wordlessly sends me a screenshot of this post
i love stray so much and sometimes i think about it a little too deep and make myself sad. we get three main characters that help our little stray kitty find their way back outside. All three of these characters come to see the cat as a friend, and each of them want to get outside with the cat. But each of these characters give up that dream so that the cat can finally get outside,,,
Momo has been trying to reach their friends who left for outside for a while. Finally after meeting the your cat, Momo has the chance to find the rest of the outsiders, but part of the way through the sewers, you come across a door that needs to be opened manually meaning only one of you can get through. Momo insists you go through and find the other outsiders.
You help Clementine break out of jail and tells you that theres no way both of you will make it with sentinels on your tails. She tells you that you’re an outsider now and that you have to go on without her because someone needs to make it outside. So Clementine locks the gate and distracts the sentinels while you escape and continue on you venture to outside.
In order to open the city, B-12 destroys their own software knowingly. But it’s so that you can get outside. B-12 started the journey with the intentions to carry on the memories of humanity and make sure humanity is not forgotten. But after travelling witch your cat, B-12 finds that the robots and the cat do that well enough already. “But, I see a future in the companions. And you.”
They all make a sacrifice so that the cat can continue and get back outside and i just :’)
the most fucking annoying thing about mental illness is that knowing more about it literally does not make a difference. you can watch your own insanity creep up on you in real time, know exactly where it’s coming from and what it’s gonna do to you, know all the silly little psychiatry words for all your silly little “symptoms”, and still have no control over its grip on you. like, i am NOT at the steering wheel in here at ALL bro.
