#henrymillerfictive

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Me, William "Yes I did that but I feel horrible about it" Afton FNAF vs my headmate, Henry "I did that shit and I'd do it again idgaf" Miller DSAF

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i remember Old man Consequences being the one to judge you after death.

he would talk to you about your life, and then when he finished, he'd ask if you belived you deserved heaven, or hell.

it didn't matter what you answered, he'd send you to where you truly belonged.

-Dr. Henry Miller (fictive)

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i feel little to nothing, but i enjoy being considered "the evil alter"

yes, talk about me with fear, act like i have killed millions and will continue to kill

act like im satan himself.

-Dr. Henry Miller (fictive)

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This is more of a vent than a confession, but I have nowhere else to talk about it. I don’t want anyone who knows me or the system I’m part of to know that I’m struggling. I’m kind of trying to repress it, but if I keep staying silent I think I’ll literally explode.

I miss my mom, man. She was the only person I could trust. She was the only person I had. She raised me to be a killer, yes, but she still raised me. She paid attention to me. That’s more than I can say for anyone else. If I was given the choice between staying with Ma and being given the freedom to be who I wanted to be? I would have chosen her every time, because she was all I had ever known. Now that I know what it feels like to finally be free of her influence I could never go back to that, but it hurts realizing she never actually cared about me. All of my memories of her, all of my memories at all were so blatantly obvious. She needed something to live for. And that something wasn’t me.

- Henry “The Whistling Man” Barrow fictive

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I've been enjoying playing Cult Of The Lamb. I alone control life and death here. As I should. (It's feeding his God complex WHO SAID THAT)

-Dr. Henry Miller (tag as fictive)

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I miss being able to glare at the sun so hard it went away. Now when I glare at the sun all I get is a migraine. -Henry Miller (tag fictive)

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