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Maybe I’ve managed to convince about three people that what I’m selling isn’t a lawsuit-waiting-to-happen of their conceived notions v. my truths, that I try to mean what I say, but you know the fuck what? Every time September 5th rolls around and I think about your birthday and how you were older than me and how you’d have some more folky wisdom for me this year, that’s when I realize that you’re gone, far away from even my memory.
I can’t explain what made me happy then. I felt like Peter Parker meeting the spider that bit him; not exactly the dynamic you’d think of, but… Your life becomes a system of roots instead of just a sewer system. Instead of being a kid with a shitty life, now you’ve got power, something spectacular. But imagine going full circle back to the same thing that made you, instead of just a plot device. Then again, two real people compare a lot differently than a comic book origin story. Sounds more like meeting your long-lost parents than anything else.
Its surreal to think how much someone did care about you, and how you can recall every moment you saw that bond slip. At least I said my peace then, even if it was anachronistic.
You’re still the best family I never had.
just fucking kill me
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