"The doctor said that I had beautiful eyes. Alright."

-@flowery-denier

In a way, could being adjacent to something not real be, in and of itself, be adjacent in the fact my realness is adjacent to his fakeness? Our world is full of adjacence, it just takes the eyes to see them, see the truth of everything that may be, everything that may not be.

You may yell at me, you may have hatred in your heart, but your hatred can be adjacent to the one you hate.

You may fully deny him, but you're adjacent to someone may only half deny him.

Someone may half deny him, but they're adjacent to someone who may only slightly deny him.

Someone who slightly denies him is adjacent to someone who accepts him.

You're part of a vicious cycle, flowery denier. A vicious cycle that eventually swallows itself in its adjacence, good becomes evil, light becomes dark, denial becomes acceptance.

I see it fit that you, too, will eventually see your ways as nothing but a syntax, a logic that only leads to another. Words lose all meaning. Adjacent stops feeling like a real word anymore.

Marching down my path.

Nah, fuck that, CRICKET BAT 🏏 🏏🏏🏏*SMACK*

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I tried to keep the height somewhat canon, I think their height difference standing isn't enough for the head. (at least when their sprites stand next to each other)

Ezra kinda cute here hold on.