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[makeitwork]

Tick tock, Barge.

Do you feel it yet?

How many lives are you holding in your heads now? Numbers. I want to know who has the most. And how many more do you think you can take before you crack?

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[makeitwork]

[The last time someone said that to him, they whacked him with a telescope :c]

Words.

[trenchcoatedly]

[Castiel's voice is firm - not pleading, more like a gentle request.]

Tell me them?

[makeitwork]

There is no help. There is no fixing it. The lives in your head will never fit together. You either see that or you don't.

[trenchcoatedly]

What about them makes them incompatible?

[makeitwork]

Do they not conflict with each other?

[trenchcoatedly]

They don't have to. I could be an angel and a pastor and an actor all at once. And I could be a gardener.

[makeitwork]

And that sounds sane to you.

[trenchcoatedly]

Even if you only have one personality, that personality has many facets. You may act differently to one person than another, depending on your relationship. Even only with one personality, I remain a gardener and a teacher and a messenger.

[makeitwork]

Those lives are not facets of your personality. They're different people crammed into one head. Where there isn't room.

[trenchcoatedly]

I think every person's head is different.

[makeitwork]

You're wrong. Everyone's the same in the end.

[trenchcoatedly]

I disagree.

[makeitwork]

Of course you do. [No one ever listens to crazy Jefferson and his ramblings]