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[tristfully]

What grows when you think of it and hurts when you truly know it?

[.....]

[Aris]

I don’t have anything to say. I’d just like to talk to you.

[Desmond]

Happy Birthday, Des.

Comments

[dareyouto]

cursed plant

[quodpotted]

oh good guess

[dareyouto]

thanks!

[quodpotted]

yore welcome!

[tristfully]

It would seem so.

[princeofcat]

God I'm shit at riddles. It's probably Love or something, isn't it.

[tristfully]

It fits. What’s deadlier than love, after all?

[quodpotted]

antifreeze?

[tristfully]

Why are you drinking antifreeze?

[princeofcat]

Also aforementioned killer plants. Probably.

[tristfully]

But what is it, y’know?

[lockit]

Optimistic. I was thinking "embarrassment".

[princeofcat]

Often go hand in hand.

Viola

[arisahn]

that's cool. you don't need a reason or anything.

[...]

you ok?

another day, another [...] idk. thing.

Viola/Aris

[tristfully]

I’m fine. It almost feels better when there’s another thing. It’s [...] validating.

How are you?

Viola/Aris

[arisahn]

like [...] for everything you've been doing??

[...]

idk.

[...]

fine!! i mean. it'll all work out.

i got one of those shell things with rex.

Viola/Aris

[tristfully]

No, that's traumatizing. Every time I try to do anything, I screw it all up. It's just validating to know that the feeling I get in my gut whenever I'm happy, that feeling that everything is about to be rotten again... Well, that it's real.

It'll all happen, at least. One way or another.

[....]

Really? What happened?

[damnnearkilledem]

I know this isn't the right answer, but my intrusive thought about sticking my hand in the gap between my dorm door and the frame while it's open definitely fits the bill.

[tristfully]

Twinning. Sounds just like the one I have where I consider using the pad of my thumb to clean bits of herbs off the end of the edge of a sharp knife.

[opsia]

don't think i'm qualified for this one.

[Viola]

than it's thanks.

ain't that big of a deal or nothing. but it's appreciated.

[tristfully]

Rats, I was counting on you.

[Desmond]

I suspected you might say that but I’ll offer anyway...

Can I buy you an ice cream?

[opsia]

now i know that ain't true.

[Viola]

not even sure it is. technically.

you don't make a lady buy you ice cream.

[negligently]

yourself

motion sickness

[tristfully]

You crossed out something truly miserable, didn’t you?

[negligently]

obviously but this day's had more than enough contemplation of pain for me