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OOC:

Hi everyone,

After thinking long and hard about it, this blog is officially inactive.

I’m so sad because I had so much more planned — and written — but I … can’t anymore. I’m sure you know why.

This blog has brought me immeasurable joy, in the writing of it, the people I’ve met, loyal patrons who came to the burger shop and made this what it was, and maybe one day I’ll publish more on it but for now we’re saying so long and sayonara.

For people curious — because I know this is a bit rough to cut the story here — please know that wilburger got his happy ending.

He and Sally will never be a normal couple. They’ll never have a white picket fence. But they do love each other very, very much and he’d never have it any other way.

They have their baby. And she’s adorable. And incredibly loved.

Wilburger has his garden, and his (not) wife, and his daughter, and his home, and his brother, and his friends.

He loves and is loved.

He found peace.

He found home.

He found rest.

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dead wife who was MEAN and slept without a TOP SHEET and only went to the beach when it was OVERCAST to SCOWL at the waves

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youve died a thousand times before who caaares just climb out of this grave again & again &agaian & agaian & again & again & aga

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i can't do this anymore! i mean i can, and i will, obviously. but i can't fucking do this anymore!

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i am a lover. but underneath that i'm a hater. and then underneath that i'm a lover again

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truly some people have no genre savviness whatsoever. A girl came back from the dead the other day and fresh out of the grave she laughed and laughed and lay down on the grass nearby to watch the sky, dirt still under her nails. I asked her if she’s sad about anything and she asked me why she should be. I asked her if she’s perhaps worried she’s a shadow of who she used to be and she said that if she is a shadow she is a joyous one, and anyway whoever she was she is her, now, and that’s enough. I inquired about revenge, about unfinished business, about what had filled her with the incessant need to claw her way out from beneath but she just said she’s here to live. I told her about ghosts, about zombies, tried to explain to her how her options lie between horror and tragedy but she just said if those are the stories meant for her then she’ll make another one. I said “isn’t it terribly lonely how in your triumph over death nobody was here to greet you?” and she just looked at me funny and said “what do you mean? The whole world was here, waiting”. Some people, I tell you.

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(inspired very much by this lovely post)

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✨️🌈🌟🌈✨️

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Stop saying “there are plenty of fish in the sea”. I’ve got my eye on one specific, emotionally distant salmon with commitment issues

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fatima aamer bilal, excerpt from moony moonless sky’s ‘when god pottered hand i. your dishwasher is empty.’

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happy 4 years to the crater sized hole in my chest that has never quite gone away

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Well this bell could be tolling for anybody

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Wilbur coughs as he respawns, hacking up leftover "condiment" from his lungs.

"What the fuck was that?"

But he receives no answer.

Because he is alone.

Oh well, back to his depressed, pregnant not-wife.

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[WilburSoot was slain by Secret Condiment while trying to outrun Tubbo_]

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Hey thanks so much, king.

You know I really appreciate it, I've been having a bit of a rough time of it lately I could do with a bit of confort from my second favourite burger place.

:^)

New Menu Item.

toast with condiment 👍 Greatdeal.Only one dollar per slice Unless you want extra condiment in whdich case extra fifty cents.

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Yoo king sounds awesome!

You know I always love to support new competition.

One question, what's the condiment?

New Menu Item.

toast with condiment 👍 Greatdeal.Only one dollar per slice Unless you want extra condiment in whdich case extra fifty cents.