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( > < )!! Get his ass!!!
Brb gonna go hatecrime Prof. Callahan.
Sappy bastard. You always have been, haven't you. I don't get it. Whatever. It's not like I'm going anywhere. You're stuck with me now, asshole. Whether you like it or not.
I kind of really love you, no matter where it goes. I’ll keep pushing, and you’ll push back, and that’s always enough for me.
babe whens our next date i have the cutest surprise for you :-)
Why I can barely wait, next saturday, surely.
Fellow butterfly dad.
We never really got to talk, but you were very nice the times that we did.
...I feel bad that my instinctive response to all that is to say "it's okay", because it's really not. But somehow, I still don't want to blame you, even if it is your fault.
I don't...I didn't want to die? But I don't carry the same feeling of...anger that some of the others might.
(I guess I'm just not really capable of feeling it to the same extent, huh...?)
...Weirdly enough, I think we're similar in some strange ways.
I hope you're doing well for yourself.
...Maybe in another life, we could be friends. Preferably one I don't kill you and nine others in.
I thought you had a good heart, though. I'm still not sre what's so great about humans, but whatever you thought you saw in us... you had it. You were alive and had a presence like no other, and I'm sorry I took that away from you before you could come to realize it.
Fetus Hinata was born exactly once, when he was first created. All the Mods watched his immaculate Creation, exactly Once, and Never Again. Currently, he is sleeping amphibiously in his playpen.
Hey uh. What have you been doing while I was gone…? I promise I won’t snap this time. *something glimmers behind my back*
...Don't you wish to find out now?
Something like that. It’s not like it really matters. Let’s get along, Zephrine.
Not to get political but what’s your preferred brand of toothpaste?
I synthesize my own with hair I steal from mods who are sleeping, teehee!
You are important. Were important. Still are.
I guess I have to give one for the situation first, right..?
I with I could have been there when you started your circus. I still want to. If you see a few extra lights, you'll know who it is.
...I hope you don't forgive me, either, but I'll miss you regardless.
...I miss you. It hurts. It hurt a lot, you know? But I don't think I can hate you. I mean, who would I be to, anyways? You did so much for me, you know? I don't know if I'd be the person I am without you. Is that weird to say? Aha... visit me sometimes, will you? You don't have to show yourself, I just want you to know the damage wasn't irreversible.
My taaallll taaallllll beanpole friend :) The showrunner to end all shows. Hey, can you hear me? You deserve better. Do you believe me yet?
I’ll say it again and again until you get it.
My friend Eclis~!! We met in a pretty convenient spot wouldn't you say? It made it really easy to talk! I still remember it like it was yesterday, I'd really like to make more memories of the sort. I'm really grateful for it, honestly! [Hahaha!!] Ha-- ...Huh? Oh, geez... .... I don't really know what to make of that... (I don't know what to say, so I'll pretend there's nothing until I do. Is that okay? I'll have to hope it is.)
Hey OP how do I speed dial 911 on twitter (You meet some of the best people online sometimes lmao. Bet I've given him a fucking aneurism at least five times tho.)
At this point I'm almost wondering if I should make a cash prize for amount of times checked in to the hospital within a given time frame. (I wouldn't really be discouraging or incentivizing either way, you just sort of do your own thing, so may as well offer a way to pay for it if something bad actually does happen. Besides, you can take care of yourself, I'm sure.)
Why so scared? I don’t bite.
...I feel like it'd be interesting to talk to you, now that I've had more time to reflect. You aren't like him, not exactly- there's subtle differences, and they add up quite a lot. You remind me almost of a star- not in the romantic way, eegh, but like... a ball of internal combustion and fiery ferocity just beneath the surface, turning every internal explosion into a brilliant bright glare that spans millions of miles, taking parts of yourself and reforming them into something new as you please, and one day, if you die, it'll be in a huge, all-consuming explosion, yet those who watched you from afar won't know until years and years after.
...I feel like words can't really explain my feelings and thoughts here. 'Complicated' is a good word, 'convoluted' is another, maybe even 'captivated', but that sounds far more gooey than it's meant. Eyecatching yet hiding out of the spotlight, like a thief dancing just beyond the flashlight's beam, toeing the edge to see how close you can get without taking the plunge. You baffle me beyond words, yet it just makes me more determined to stay, you know. Not like you need to hear it- not like I'd say it. You can see it for yourself, anyways. A back and forth that never ends, a dangerous searchlight that you stay just away from the edge of. I wonder how you feel about it, sometimes, if you mind as much, still. But you know I'm not going anywhere, be it out of care, stubbornness, or spite- it doesn't matter why. Just that you can't get rid of me. For now, that's all that matters.
Will you give me this final dance?
(There’s something there. I can feel it, I know. I’m not really stupid— I know I care about him. It’s just daunting to admit. Give me a little more time, first.)
At least you could learn from that. I don't, you're right, but it was an interesting experience in the end.
I can't really talk to you, and I doubt you necessarily want to, either. I'm just glad there's people who can make you happy in ways I could never understand. (...We don't get along, but I'm glad you have people there for you. You deserve that, too.)
I think that would be fun.
Wisp :) We should go dancing again, it was nice.
(What’s behind that calm demeanour? Let me pick your mind.)
I don't think I'm much eloquent myself, but that doesn't change a thing on how much I love you. I wanna help make you happy, be there for you when you're not. You make me into a sap, but I'm all right with that. (I love hearing you say it, but even when you don't say it out loud, I can tell. It makes me so fucking happy.)
I wish I had the words to express properly just how much you mean to me. Being by your side means more to me than I know how to explain— and knowing you want to be in my life makes me happier than I can ever say. I hope you know how much I love you, though— even without hearing the words. (I love you. I love you. I love you.)
I could travel the world, learn every language, read every book, and still not have the words to show exactly how much I love you. So I'll just keep saying it just as is:
I love you.
No matter how many times I hear your voice, your laugh, or see your smile, I always feel myself falling all over again. I love you, and I always will.
Yo!! You can't find anybody more reliable than this dude. He's pretty much a constant shoulder to lean on. (Though you sure take on a lot on those shoulders already, man. Don't burn yourself out either, yeah?)
A good friend-..! A sort of sunshine on a rainy day, y'know? He never seems to run out of energy, aha- (...I just hope he doesn't push himself too far, every star can burn itself out, no matter how bright it is.)