"In many ways, I am like the planet Jupiter.
Tired, exhausted, a failure.
Always trying to be a star,
Even though it had the sun sucking up everything that would make it a star.
Always having other people in the spotlight.
Only wanting the approval that he so craved from the older universe around him.
But he wasn’t enough.
He was never enough.
He was never meant to be enough.
He was never meant to be a star.
Never meant to be the center of the attention for once.
No mater how much he craved it;
For everyone else to step out of the spotlight for once,
He never got it.
So he made due.
Got as much as he was given.
The few friends he had
Before the universe around him that stripped that away from him, too,
Leaving him completely ripped of comfort and belonging and dropped off somewhere new.
Away from mars and saturn,
Away from the only two that made him belong.
The two that made him happy.
The two that made him him."
-Asterion Cadmus Gold, one of my best friends.
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