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@Kristi

“Strong man don’t exist, no undying man exists, weak man don’t exist, no, just flesh and blood exist. I bet your mother would be proud of you,”

AHHHHH WAIT WISEMAN FITS SO GOOD
you’re my brother but you’re my sister but AND HES TALKING TO HIS BROTHER AND SISTER HOLY SHIIIIIII

@Kristi

and he could not help but wish that this was a script. That this was part of a movie, and he had the exact lines to say,

Goodddddd

@Kristi

They didn’t even care to ask how he had been doing.

Booooo

@Kristi

“I just,” he muttered through his fingers, his voice choked with emotion. “All this,” He didn’t know where to start or where to end. “Wyatt,” He choked on his own words as he brought up his friend name, “it’s…” He started to stutter, his voice faltering. “No, no, Not Wyatt, him,” He couldn’t bring himself to say who the him was. “Yes, Wyatt,” He said standing up, as he ran fingers through his hair, his face pained as he looked from Sunny to Santiago. “It was supposed to be me,” He said finally, “I’m the reason…”

Damn straight

@Kristi

“I killed him, I…”

Oh he said it!!