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  1. Shut up. “Oh, and she also said she wished she could let me write myself, and that the sense of self I was talking about earlier is my agency or whatever.” Happy now? - He was confused. He blushed.
  2. He scowled. You’re the frickin boss, he thought bitterly. - “Yeah? I think so?”
  3. “This isn’t about me. I… I thought I could help. I’m sorry.” - He blinked, then frowned in confusion. “I… guess there must be.” She yawned and nestled closer to him in her sleep.
  4. Oh come on Aden just said there’s gas in the backkkk He sat down, setting her gently on the grass again. “No. No, don’t do that. I’m sorry. I just… I don’t know the answers. I’m just doing my best.”
  5. “There’s some in the back,” Aden said absently, thumbing through the license and registration. - He kind of wanted to agree with her just to be done with the conversation. “I feel like me.”
  6. Bat frowned. “I don’t get that.” His brain hurt from the whole discussion. It felt like mental gymnastics. He wished he could just… wrap her head up with a bandage or give her some pills… He wished he could fix this. Aden was bored of this and started rummaging around in the glove compartment. ok night for real
  7. Five yawned, waking slowly. Aden frowned. “You good?” He frowned. “But…” “You’re thinking about it wrong,” Spren chirped. “Characters start as seeds. They start as pieces of her, but grow into something she has to learn to understand.” okie imma sleep cuz I Idk I don’t wanna feel awful tomorrow *sigh* night guys
  8. “You really think she could be me and Rose at the same time?” He frowned. “I dunno. Maybe. But that doesn’t make sense to me.” HAHAHA
  9. “So…” His face brightened. “If my Author were me, I’d be Rose too. Would you say I’m like Rose?”
  10. “That’s— well, I meant—“ He sighed, frustrated with himself. “Well, for one, my Author isn’t a boy.” - Aden leaned back and stared at the sky.
  11. “Because we’re not!” Spren helpfully flitted into view - “Wow.”
  12. I actually laughed aloud
  13. “Did you hear a word I said??” - “That’s… what, four years? She’s gotta be at least sixteen.”
  14. WARNING: THIS SU IS DUMB 

    GO READ SOMETHING UN DUMB

    you have been warned 

     

     

     

     

     

    i feel very small 

    and kind of lonely and sad 

    I feel like a dishrag, just kind of limp and alone with nothing of value to contribute 

    and I’m tired 

    and

    i dunno

    i just feel small 

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    2. Through the Living Wrath

      Through the Living Wrath

      *hugses*

      *that’s a word, don’t worry*

      HALY

      CONTRIBUTIONS OF

      WRITING

      VERY GOOD, YES?

      YES

      THEY ARE

    3. Cash67

      Cash67

      solution is simple: get platform shoes. Then you tall.

      Spoiler

      In all seriousness, while I don't know that feeling I know the feeling of never doing or being enough. It does, in fact, suck. 

       

    4. Cinnamon

      Cinnamon

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      solution is simple: get platform shoes. Then you tall.

      Can confirm, does work.

      Spoiler

      Also for me when I feel that way I sometimes like to do something I've been told I'm good at and sometimes it works sometimes it doesn't. idk maybe it may help to write?

       

      *HUGGGSSS*

       

  15. Uhhhh Man in a van with a cookie in his hand dont take the cookie or you’ll soon be banned ig you get whatever that is YES
  16. He shook his head, then frowned and shrugged again. “No. She didn’t say that. She does and I know it. But she said— scud, I hope I get this right— she said I had the closest thing to free will she could give me. A sense of self. She said subverting my character would ruin the whole purpose. She has a strong idea of who I am, and she follows that. She said… this whole thing has just been her figuring out who I am because she wants to know where I’ll go.” He paused. “Something like that.” - He was quiet for a moment. “That’s… that’s terrible.”
  17. Y’all are cute
  18. She snorted softly. “Fix me?” Aden asked, clearly offended. “But we are. We’re like… little pieces of our Authors. Mine said she lives through me, kind of.” He shrugged, which was hard to do holding her. “Maybe I should mind more. But I don’t. I never look back on something I did or said or felt and think, ‘scud, that was probably my Author. That doesn’t seem like me’. And I feel that way looking at you. You’re not your Author. Or words on a page. Not… not to me.” He had to stop there, or he was afraid he’d do something stupid and derail the conversation. Oh, scud, he was staring at her. He blushed a little and looked out over the trees. “What about the other girl? Why can’t she drive?”
  19. PROMISE.
  20. Until I hafta sleep AWWWW YAYYYY NO. DO IT AGAIN.
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