Yours is the light by which my spirit's born
you are my sun
As right as Bastien was, Oliver was stubborn and didn't believe anything was wrong. "I mean...I've been helping myself." He hate, he got clothes, and he slept. Sounds like he helped himself out plenty enough. Plus, he was having the fine luxury of coming here and drawing or painting or whatever came to mind. Sounds like Bastien was just telling him something he was already doing, which meant he had plenty of room to help others. Absolutely. Bastien was right about Oliver not applying it to himself. Oliver wasn't exactly the most smart person...and he was incredible stubborn...and also made immature decisions. Okay, Oliver did do a lot of rash things. Letting out a sigh, Oliver shook his head. "Don't worry, I'll make sure that I'm fine. I mean...I think I'm fine?" No. No he wasn't.
Tapping his foot against the ground, Oliver leaned over ever so slightly so he could see what Bastien was sketching. "I mean...I think I have some friends? Do I just give it to someone? Without telling them?" So it's gift giving, rather than gift exchanging? Since exchanging implies receiving something in return. "if that's the case then damn....I may have to make some more things..." Because already, he had so many people in mind to give things to.
Tapping his foot against the ground, Oliver leaned over ever so slightly so he could see what Bastien was sketching. "I mean...I think I have some friends? Do I just give it to someone? Without telling them?" So it's gift giving, rather than gift exchanging? Since exchanging implies receiving something in return. "if that's the case then damn....I may have to make some more things..." Because already, he had so many people in mind to give things to.
my moon
and all my stars
OLIVER
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