Jul 24
#i was looking at sleepy slenderman#as i often do on evenings like this#and as i sipped my brandy i thought to myself#“what if this sleepyheaded ol' chap had 'imself some mar ee ju wana”#and as i puffed on my cigar#a vision came to me#much like those ights when i stand up to fast come to give me prophecies of the coming days#it was the slender man himself#he had noticed my work in this realm#and he wished to send a message to the people#that message#it shook me to my core#17 years in the monastery learning to control my own instincts#and this broke all of that in an instant#the earth shook as he uttered his message#“hey man i lost some of my weed gummies can you let people know im looking”#the words seem to pierce through to my very soul#i can feel my flesh sloughing off my body#as my organs burn in flames of hell#as my being and my body got torn into two seperate ideas
