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It hurts to see you, all I can see is /him/. Though, I’m glad you finally have a place you can call home. I’m sorry I can’t be around you.
I love her too much. I wonder how she is every day. I don’t want to be forgotten. Why did I have to get stuck with these feelings, I know most of them aren’t mine. Please stay. She can’t look at me for long, she knows who I am, but Im glad she’s still alive.
She's a sweetheart, I'd trust her with baking and cooking any day. I'm glad she's the one that keeps my brother in line and genuinely happy, hell she can make me smile too. Try to not worry her as much, she's always trying to check on me. I'm the godmother to her kids, and I'd do anything to keep his family safe.
I wasn't sure what to think at first, she and Lamella were very, very close. Though the more I talked to her, she was a kind person! Times when she was with Jason, I felt intimidated, but getting to bake for them both was so much fun! I do get to talk to her whenever she visits to see Dave, the children, or even sit for dinner, she's a joy. Sometimes, I can't help but worry about what's really on her mind, she hasn't been sleeping as well. I hope she'll find some peace one day.
It's always the people whose name starts with J. She never fails to surprise me every time, I already love her, but we have more in common than both of us could've ever fucking imagined. I always have fun with her, even through the highs and lows- try to help her keep her chin up. I'm just glad she doesn't see me as some corporate fuck; that's good enough for me. She really could be living my past life, and it's a little terrifying, but a lot of the little stories she tells me- always brings back memories, but if she's happy- then that's all that matters; it's refreshing. Not everyone will understand, but I will. In the end, she's still somebody I want to protect with every chance I can. She's strong in her own ways, and even has a brighter heart of gold. I wish the best for her, and there's a long road ahead of her, but I believe in her. Treasure it.
It's always the people whose names start with J.
You could write a book about it. Terra's never, not once, been a bad experience. It started with me offering her a cookie while watching a fight outside of Sweats, and then her promptly commissioning me for a full jar of the things for twenty grand. I wasn't even looking to make money. And now we're on this- unbelievable level of 'am I your past living again' with how much we relate. And it's /mind-blowing?/ Terra's just.. wonderful. She's brave, she's strong, there's so much more we have in common- and I swear, she's right. She's always there for me. I just hope I can be good enough to be great to her too.
It's kinda funny watching her grow up. We don't speak as much, but it's still great to talk to her. Plus, I can't help but keep an eye out, she's still learning along the way. Though, that worries me too, what could come her way; Yukon and the other facilities know how to fuck everyone up.
Never a bad memory with her- but I wish we could talk more. Julius liked her, that should tell me plenty.. given how they thought of Terminal sometimes.
If this really is YOU, I don't know what to say.
But if there's one thing- I'm sorry.
I was.. very, very afraid how you'd react to seeing me. But I think I can see you without much worry now- so long as.. Terminal aren't around, or something. I just hope it all turns out for the better.
Terra, this woman is a good friend of mine. If I had to fight an army of any insurmountable forces I'd ask her to accompany me, not half bad tea choices either. But I just can't get over the nickname 'Snowberon.' I'll ship her more Billies soon enough.
A long time ago, I hated this guy for everything he caused, yet we made amends down the line. Nowadays, I barely see him and I can't help but wonder what's on his mind. He's a resolute force of nature. I know he's never alone when treading through hell and back, but he's not immune. Maybe I worry too much thinking that one day he'll be gone; I'm horrified of losing what little is left.
I can understand the disappointment, I have no pride in what I do. Hate corporates, and yet, here I am trying to use them as a means to an end; doesn't change the fact I'm a tool on someone's belt. I admire how concrete and unwavering you are. You've come so far from who you used to be. I hope we can keep fighting, tiring as it might be, even if shit gets worse- keep fighting for the gold, Mac; Jason told you that. Let's treasure what we can. Love you, man.
History is distant as it will ever be. If my actions were responsible for where the we wound up, it's very old news at this point. To perpetuate apology would come off as redundant by now. History continues. Where we kept heading was at the expense of a cesspit of a tainted mindsets the likes I wished not to imagine. As if there was a tear in space ripping things apart. The changes we continue baring witness to come at a much more rapid rate as a result of a dwindling pool of individuality. The briefness of our contact is disheartening, as is it to remain distant to just about everyone. But we know the reason. I bid farewell to Sam as he went. I didn't understand in entirety until he past by. I was stuck between that place and somewhere else. Explaining where does not invoke any closure on your end. But just know, he was tired. He has lived much in such a small time-span. The past defining him up until now was fleeting, and he had been a legend for some time. . . I suppose it was time. I understand how he feels. It's all coming together, I think. I don't know where or when. But it will happen, soon. I'm sure you understand. In the end, that is the path we as the living shall arrive on. If I could find a way out for you, I would. If I ever do, I will stop by and share it with you. So find solace in where you stand until then. Who knows... Maybe there's an alternate life out there for you. As for me, saving lives, 'buying time', keeping the peace, and redefining what people see as good sounds worthwhile. I'm next. Please live steadfast, Soror. As I live and breathe, fate has been changed once. For you in the name of our fallen loved ones, I pray to do so again.
Real fucking chaotic, I'll say that. But, I think he's a blast to be around- some might find that weird, but it's nice. A lot of the time I'm trying to figure out what the fuck he's saying, but I'll listen in. Sometimes it's not all riddles, he can be genuine. Think he appreciates when I pitch my two cents.
Known him for a while, and there's still a lot of questions. Sometimes it feels right to not ask, better to not unlock whatever's on his mind. Or minds?? I enjoy his company.
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AND WHAT IS THERE TO SAY IN REGARDS TO TERRA ALOE-VERA?! WITH A POWER ONLY SIMILAR IN HEAT TO WHERE THOSE BASTARD PLANTS GROW, SHE'S A ONE IN A BILLION!!
IN TRUTH, HE DOESN'T KNOW WHAT TO SAY ABOUT HER! OH, YOU MIGHT LOOK UPON HE, MEAGER AS HE STANDS, AND STATE: JESTER, OH LOATHESOME JESTER, HOW DO YOU LACK THE WORDS, FILLED TO THE BRIM WITH THEM AS YOU ARE?!
1) HE RESENTS SUCH AN AFFIRMATION! HE ONLY WAS FILLED WITH ALPHAGETTI ONCE! BUT ALAS, THAT'S A STORY FOR ANOTHER TIME...
HE'S KNOWN TERRA FOR YEARS! SHE'S KNOWN HIM EVER SINCE HE WAS A SMALL FRY! HE LACKS THE WORDS FOR SUCH A REASON, BUT HE APPRECIATES HER STANDING STILL WHEN HE SCREAMS AND PAINTS NEAR HER! SHE'S QUITE A POTENT LISTENER!! STIIIILLLLLLL... FEEL LIKE SHE ONLY LISTENS DUE TO FEAR... BUT ALAS! ALAS.
I won't forget you, I never will. Every conversation. Every drink. Even the small moments we could be ourselves without a care in the world, I always told you to treasure those times. Remember? You and I had the same dream. A life of freedom in a world on the brink of collapse, the more I think about it, I think it's a distant dream now. You'd probably slap me if you heard me talking like this, but I promise, I haven't given up yet. You're still one of my closest friends, one of the few in a handful that're now long gone- I just wish you didn't join them sooner.
I hate you. I hate you for bringing me so much pain. I hate you for leaving your daughter alone in a fucked up world like this when /she/ needed you the most. You left me with only memories. But.. I love you so, so much, girl. You're gonna see me trip and fall a lot, but I'll find my way. Wherever you are, keep watch over me, alright? I know you're all out there. I'll see you again.
You were always the kinder, more forgiving soul. Your connections, your wisdom... it's why you've survived so long - and why I was never going to live to see this through. I'll have many regrets for the rest of my eternity... but helping you was one of the things I was proud of. You made life worth struggling for - worth dreaming for. I won't ask you to forgive me for the things I did... but can I at least ask that you remember me? ... Cya around, T'.