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(else:)[try again]It's tough to find the words to jot down here nor do I feel like I can really structure it coherently, and frankly, as an addendum, looking at what I've written here is a bit embarassing... But it is what it is. So i'll start by saying "Happy Birthday Roby!"
I think I've said it in passing but in a lot of ways, it's so strange... So strange that I've gotten to be able to be in the position where I can talk to you and call you a friend considering that, prior, I've only ever just gawked from afar and enjoyed your art for all this time, these years, I guess. Not to mention me sort of worming in during the Robinius streams, as well.
As for why it's /strange/...I don't talk about it a lot, but sometimes it just felt wrong, like I was doing something horribly wrong, talking to someone that you've put on a pedestal on an interpersonal level. Like a sick concoction of being starstruck and feeling like I'm unworthy, almost... right, even I can feel like a speck of dust sometimes, as much as I like to conflate my ego, gyahaha.
But there's a lot of things you've said that made me realize that sort of attitude is just not what should be preoccupying me. Like you reaching out when I was in over my head when my mom was in the hospital, like you telling me that it's okay to let my feelings out and that there are people who care and love me no matter what-- this was a while ago but it stuck in my head for all this time. It stuck in my head because it meant so much at the time-- I remember crying.
It clipped the wool that was over my eyes. There wasn't any reason to be so guarded and distant with you, or for that matter, anyone else that I respected, just because of this dumb attitude I used to have. I've discarded it and whenever I see LINE or the Discord DMs light up, I'm just happy more than anything else to talk to you more.
So with all that being said, before I do more word vomit (as I do... and as much as I want to gush...) if you ever need anything, whether it be help or input on anything, don't hesitate to ask me. I'd do anything for my friends-- and for you.
And of course it's worth mentioning since we've talked about it a few times already-- don't be getting hung up over getting older. Gyahahaha. After all, the friends I love and respect the most out of everyone are the ones who are a few years up on me.
Wiser, worldlier, prettier-- be proud for having such a beautiful soul.
So, cheers! Happy birthday again! Love you.
-roy