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The book of love is long and boring
"It is. I mean, I should probably find somewhere on my own eventually, I just..." Sam sighed, clearly embarrassed and ashamed to be having this conversation at all, pushed a hand through his hair. "...I like having someone else in the house. I've been on my own for about ten years now, and when I can hear someone else moving around and just...living there, it's nice, you know?" Since Vervain had had a family, a husband, Sam wasn't sure if she'd ever been alone for a long period of time, but he was sure she would be kind regardless: she always was.
That there were other people that needed the kind of life lessons he was getting was almost comforting; what Vervain said was similar, in a way, to what Zeph had. "I do, but...how do you love yourself? When you can see all your flaws and everyone else can too? I mean...my family, a lot of the other Ascended...they don't like me. I know they don't. Sometimes I think they might be right to feel that way." He sighed, thinking of the awful dinner he'd had with his sisters and Deimos, how it had quickly turned into an attack on all he was. "How do you love yourself, even with all your mistakes? I mean, I'm sure you haven't made that many."
That there were other people that needed the kind of life lessons he was getting was almost comforting; what Vervain said was similar, in a way, to what Zeph had. "I do, but...how do you love yourself? When you can see all your flaws and everyone else can too? I mean...my family, a lot of the other Ascended...they don't like me. I know they don't. Sometimes I think they might be right to feel that way." He sighed, thinking of the awful dinner he'd had with his sisters and Deimos, how it had quickly turned into an attack on all he was. "How do you love yourself, even with all your mistakes? I mean, I'm sure you haven't made that many."
No one can lift the damn thing
