51.
I didn't want to post about it, because it seems like it makes it more real when I do. I can't deny it when it's my words, my typing putting it out there, bold and reminding me. Not that it changes anything on who writes it really; it's just harder to deny yourself than other people, I guess.
So, yeah.
Angeal's gone. He's gone and I didn't get to tell him goodbye this time, and it feels unfair. He's back in the Lifestream, where I should be, and I'm left here wondering: why him and not me? What's the point is in even bringing us back here? Is there a purpose?
Sheik's going through the same thing, being left behind. I don't know how to help him. I can barely help myself right now.
I dunno. I'm rambling. I went and got the sword he was making at Avari's. Maybe I'll finish it, make it a collaboration. Kinda like before: he starts, I finish.
I think I might go down to the beach today. I always liked the way the waves sound, and I feel like lobster for dinner.
So, yeah.
Angeal's gone. He's gone and I didn't get to tell him goodbye this time, and it feels unfair. He's back in the Lifestream, where I should be, and I'm left here wondering: why him and not me? What's the point is in even bringing us back here? Is there a purpose?
Sheik's going through the same thing, being left behind. I don't know how to help him. I can barely help myself right now.
I dunno. I'm rambling. I went and got the sword he was making at Avari's. Maybe I'll finish it, make it a collaboration. Kinda like before: he starts, I finish.
I think I might go down to the beach today. I always liked the way the waves sound, and I feel like lobster for dinner.