Edema Rue

“I do not know what music is.”

The Second Archive Rue nodded. “How am I supposed to get you out?” She asked, reaching towards him with a weave of air.

“So you wish for me to ask people first?”

The Second Archive Rue turned to the books, raising an eyebrow at their titles. “Do you see now why this place must be destroyed?”

"I do not think I understand you." Rayvyn said, frowning. "Are you saying that I am a being with no heart or soul? Maybe I simply do not know your words. To kill is not to harm."

Rayvyn shook her head.

Rayvyn gritted her teeth. "Are people not allowed to be who they are? If you favor the sword, are my daggers useless? Your words will change nothing."

Man I hate being out of rep. That made me laugh so hard.

Rayvyn slipped a knife into her hand, not in a threatening way as much as to reassure herself that she had it. "I am fine. I do not need your words. May we kill something?"

*i cubed, my bad.

If the world turned to cheese and the sun disappeared and there was no more bacon and no one wanted to live, would the 84th letter in the alphabet still be aquamarine - 17 mangoes = i?

Actually, not just everything fell from the sky. Several everything burritos fell from the sky. The blobfishes loved them.

When you see someone wearing a Sanderson related shirt but are too awkward to talk to them so you pretend to stub your toe and then yell "storm it" at the top of your lungs to get their attention.

(Helpless) They are asking me to lead.

Rayvyn nodded, confused. “It will still kill people.”

The Second Archive Rue rolled her eyes. “Same difference. If we weren’t in such a hurry, I’d enjoy this moment a lot more.”

I agree, disney stuff is fun, I did Moana last year. Every time someone sings one of those songs I...pisufhiqwbdviqabscpqwfbpqwiugshcbvkahsbcqpwuodfhqkwdbv. Sometimes I start doing choreography or sometimes I almost cry remembering tech week.

"They are an easy way to kill people."

Rayvyn made an unintelligible sound. "I do not like words. They are..." she made the sound again. "There are too many of them, and they mean the same thing!"

Rayvyn frowned. "There are people who make food? And do nothing else? Why would anyone do something so...boring?"

"What is a cook?"

"I believe I have been eating food?"

"Are you sure that this is food?" She asks. "It..." she shakes her head, downing another bowl.

You really do. Some of the episodes have made me cry. (Although I tend to overthink things, so a lot of things make me cry).

You could literally be describing my life. It's terrible; that feeling of having failed is always there, as is the knowledge that there are things you should be doing. And just like you said, that only makes it more stressful. Even when things seem to be okay, they aren't, because you know that there are so many things you're doing wrong. I get it. It's rough. I've been supposed to be doing homework for the last 2 hours and I haven't written a single word. Breathe. Get on YouTube and find one of those cheesy 10 minute meditations and take it seriously. Murder someone. Write. Plan what needs to be done and exactly when you need to do it. Be specific. Get off the shard and make yourself some bacon. I know that things don't always work, because in the end, you just need to grit your teeth and do it, and sometimes it just doesn't work. I can only say things that have, occasionally, helped me, but there's no real solution that I'm aware of. What I do know is that you will make it out. If you're anything like me, it comes in waves. If you can hold on through this one, it'll recede. Do what you can, but even if you fail and have all F's, beating yourself up and stressing will only make it worse. Whatever happens, you got this. There are people here for you.