Um, what should we name it? I can’t tell if it’s a boy, or a girl, or… maybe genderless, like the future humans who visited Night Vale in the 1950s, with their time travel technology, which was then outlawed until last y –
Oh my God, listeners! It’s hugging my leg! IT’S HUGGING MY LEG!! This is the cutest thing!
CECIL ANNOUNCED INTERN JEREMYS DEATH
I WAS JUST RE-LISTENING TO VISITOR AND JEREMY WAS THE ONE WHO HELPED GET THE STREXPET OFF KHOSHEKH
IM GENUINELY UPSET ABOUT THIS HE WASNT JUST ANOTHER INTERN HE HELPED SAVE KHOSHEKH
in deathly hallows when harry and hermione go see james and lily’s gravestone and they see hundreds upon hundreds of messages scribbled on or around the grave that say “good luck harry!”, “here’s to the boy who lived” and others of the sort.
they all knew harry would come to see his parents, and everyone knew that in that moment he would grieve, just like they all did. All of those hundreds of people visited james and lily’s grave, and each one of them wanted to tell harry that although he was an orphan, he was loved by so many.
i also can’t help but think that the first message scribbled on there was “you are loved, harry” written by remus two nights after halloween. every visitor since has made their own addition over it, but if you look very closely near the bottom of the grave, you can see it. every full moon the message glows faintly.
Are you achieving your fullest potential? Are you finding the right solutions for your challenges? Are you making the most of what you’re given? Do you believe in a smiling God?
Of course you do! We all do. We must!
Well, what if I told you the smiling God was smiling more than ever? What if the smiling God had a smile so wide that you could see yourself in its mirrored teeth? And what if I told you that your gauzy reflection looked perfect – just perfect?
You would like that. Of course! We all would. We must!
And what if I told you you’re perfect self hated your imperfect self? And as the smiling God smiled wider, you could see a tongue pressing through the teeth – thick, and pink, and gray, and wet.
And what if I told you you could see your imperfect self in the shining sheen of the bulging tongue? And in your reflection you were slack and sallow? And maybe bleeding. A lot.
Bleeding so much!
And what if I told you you could kill your imperfect self?
What if I told you you could achieve your fullest potential?
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