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as I have grown up, I have come to realize that I don't know you. I would grimace in the summer heat, climbing a dusty hill during a cicada symphony, counting ants and avoiding centipedes. but when we reached you and set down flowers and sticks of incense, I wondered what it would have been like to know the both of you for longer back when you were still alive. we had to kowtow before your shared gravestone, and I remember always feeling so awkward. I don't know if I truly grieved when you were gone, but I stare at your pictures and sear your faces into my memory. I was told they wrote my name incorrectly on the family tree on your gra

"You look like a mess." "Thanks. I feel like one too." Rubbing his eyes, Dipper Pines yawned. "What time is it, anyway?" He glanced at the clock at the bottom of his laptop screen. "2:30 am," the person on the other side of the screen answered promptly. He turned to stare at her and she offered a smile. "The perfect time for Skype and a little Truth or Dare." He raised an eyebrow. "You do realize that 2:30 am is the time most people are sleeping, right?" She stuck her tongue out at him, arms folded as she pouted. Finally, she said, "Fine. We keep the dares really simple, okay? And we can mostly do truth." "Not what I meant." "But it wor