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It was another philosophy class; I couldn’t express why I chose this subject if I was being honest.

Cold and sterile, the walls and ceiling matched in bland colour. Rows and rows of tired students, all aching to be leaving the plastic confinements and return to the plush haven of the home.

“What do we think this means? Does anyone have an idea?” She followed with, slowly pacing back and forth across the floor in front of the screen. I tilted my head down, elbow covering my eyes from the harsh LED lights. I close my eyes and let the sounds drown out.

Who am I?

I open my journal; pages upon pages of scribbled out words and messy drawings, emotions upon emotions, thoughts blending like turmoil in my mind. I didn’t understand any of the words, I just let them come and go as they please, my mind a rest stop for all that wishes to enter.

My friend can make sense of my words. I let her. I write and write and write, until my wrist aches and the pen runs dry. Then I type. And type. And type. Until the screen goes dark and I hope its saved. Words fly around my head, but I can only make sense of them with her.

I never used to be close with her, for her to read my mind and for me to speak hers. We are opposites, quiet and loud, dull and bright. But I got brighter with her.

My old friends never understood my words, they never knew how to read my scribes. I didn’t know who I was with them. Risk after risk, mistake after mistake. I could only hope to find someone who knew the fog in my mind.

It happened by accident.

Sitting in class alone, by myself. The rest of my friends had left for another mistake, another issue I would get in trouble for. I was close to being kicked, booted from school, shamed at home. The chair next to me was empty, I used to prefer it like that.

She sat down. My life lit up. Day after day I grew taller, louder. I grew into myself. I found the words I needed; she gave them to me.

She was who I belonged with. She understood me, I learnt how to do the same. I open my eyes; she’s tapping my shoulder. “Class is over” she smiled. I smile back.

“Come on already” she drags out with a sigh, and I pack my things.

She’s going out tonight, she’s making me make sure she looks perfect.

“Do I look cute?” She asks, I smile brightly, my cheeks sore from how much I grin, because I know the words. The cloud in my head is clear with her.

“The cutest.” I reassure, understanding exactly who I am, through only her.

this probably just means that caine lied and can control their minds, but obviously chooses not to. which we see when jax becomes vegan despite not wanting to. we even see jax realise this when he says “i thought caine couldn’t..” which should’ve finished it “control our minds” but he realises that caine as lying, and so does zooble because she gives jax a look of acknowledgment of agreement

i haven’t watched the christmas render, nor do i know where to find it.. but this could be nothing.. but hydroxyzine is for anxiety.. could be nothing!!

i think this just means if you like angst for your ships your gonna be happy but if not we won’t be okay, i think that’s all

i think this shows that while she is nice, she isn’t always saying what she thinks and feels, which is very obvious in the show

i’m just not okay. we are going to personally see the WORST THING that jax will do, which could be making someone abstract, which he says he hasn’t done already because he says everyone had a part in it (probably in reference to ribbit) or something worse than that which i cannot think of right now.

i think this describes the end of episode 6 perfectly, or the entire episode really. they clearly bond, they clearly get close but after jax realises he’s reaching out to pomni, and even chasing her he pulls back immediately and tries to force her to become the villain, but it shows just how deep their relationship and connect became and how messed up jax is personally.

which could explain why he was like that after pomni hugged him, because he hasn’t been hugged for ages, which could also be since ribbit was around (pure reach nothing to support this claim)

one. it’s an INSECT which his wife taught him to love.

two. it looks like the same butterfly in episode 2, which i think is the only other time we see a butterfly.

three. kinger may have made the digital circus in order to be with his wife, who may have been struggling with some illness or something of the sort (pure reach to fill the gap)

he was a computer engineer or did computer science, which means he could have made a game that made sure him and his wife could never leave eachother for any reason.

and he made caine to make adventures so him and his wife can do the things they love despite outside circumstances, which woods explain why he could make the butterfly, and also why he’s been there the longest.