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me when i eat pop rocks:

“I thought these would look lovely in your office, Mayor!”

the actual fandom:

jean-honoré fragonard (french, 1732-1806)

DESTIGMATIZE the act of closing your vent to stop his dry whispering– which you cannot tell whether it is random or directed at you– from reaching you

we HAVE to let people know its okay to experience:

being repulsed by the putrid smell of his bile

feeling sick when seeing your grandparents because of the thing in your basement

locking your bedroom door even though you know it wouldnt be enough to stop him

letting your faucets run for a few seconds every morning because ever since he arrived more and more of your tap water had come out black as ink

knowing exactly what he looks like even though the only time you ever saw him was your first encounter with him at your uncle’s funeral when you were 6

questioning why youre the only one who remembers your dog

why cant anyone else remember your dog

what happened to your dog

oh my god i can still hear him whimpering downstairs some nights