"That's n-not...I just-the idea of past lives scares me, ok?"
"Why?"
"Ok...well it's...if I'm-not just me-if there's a bunch of other people who I once was...then how much of me is actually...well-me?"
"Hm...glasses."
"...What?"
(i had a panic attack at 3am)
"Auggie never wore...glasses"
(Ooof-I had a panic attack at 11-)
"...Who's...Auggie...?"
(i live in an apartment complex and the idiots upstairs started STOMPING around and I thought i heard a gun shot and I started crying like a wuss)
"Auggie...don't you remember me mi amor..? "
(Oh ma lord-)
"...ᴷᵃᵗ...ˢᵘᵐᶦ...ˀ ...I-I don't...I don't know what you're talking about..."
"My August...you'll never forgive me...never.."
