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you believe that you can escape what you are, kermit. you believe that the violence that you have committed will be forgotten. you believe that you buried us deep enough that no one will ever find us. but The Hand remembers. The Hand does not forget

Kermit finally discovered where all the noises in the old Victorian were coming from.

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the true curse of monstrosity is already knowing the ending. knowing the story you leave will be a simple one, with a simple moral. knowing exactly how you will be remembered. but monsters aren't real. and neither are endings. find the door. open it

He was stunned to have discovered an easy to access exit door. 

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people always said that you could be sisters. you used to pretend that you were, when you were children. you almost believed it, like a child believes. things are more complicated now. since she said those words. you have not spoken to her since that night. but you still see her face, every time you look in the the mirror

Mirror with Split-Leaf Palmette Design Inlaid with Gold. early 16th century. Credit line: Fletcher Fund, 1972 https://www.metmuseum.org/art/collection/search/452364

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it's okay if you are, though

it is important to keep in mind that not everyone is a psychic leech the size of a 2025 ford f150

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a bald man in a white tshirt taught you that dirt was the enemy

and you believed him

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tagging my Posts is your job btw

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look, I'm normally a "store-bought is fine" kind of person. but that just doesn't apply to myths

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I'm usually lying btw

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You Don't Have To Aim For The Stars Bro There Are Stars In Every Direction Now Lay Down On The Floor With Me And Pretend Down Is Up Until We Get Scared Yes You Can Hold My Hand Bro No It's Not Gay I Promise

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"you" includes your gut biome, if you want it to

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I think poetry would be better if the names of all emotions were guttural and unpleasant

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"love is a lot like bread dough" is the kind of thing that you might hear from someone who frequently makes bread

she is right, of course

but so is everyone else