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i don’t like to think about what i would do to go back to them. to my people.
i don’t think those thoughts are very Super of me
the strangest part of this is being remembered by some but not others. or being known only in pieces but not as a whole
and what decided who would remember me? why Ma and Pa? why Bart?
not that i’m not grateful. i’m very grateful. but why them? why people who have always accepted me so easily? why not let those who couldn’t trust me at first remember me so that i wouldn’t have to rebuild those tricky relationships?
i do not understand. i cannot understand.
i think that’s why i’m so scared all the time
Helping someone with their suit
Are you okay???
Who are you?
I don’t have to explain myself to you.
//Jason still affected by de-aging?
sometimes other times I decide he’s not it’s very inconsistent lol-
you know that song that’s like ‘damn i hate being sober’??? yeah.
Oh if only someone with muscles could whisk me away into the night… HINT HINT