"Angels In America:" Final Denouement.

william what do you think of this v=dQw4w9WgXcQ

Ha! Ha! Kid, @fortunateisle has pulled this on me many a time.

hi! you said earlier that we could ask henry if we were unsure about something, right? where can we find henry?

Boy, I wish I knew! He left a while ago. Before the rest of us started hidin’. I moreso was insinuating I find getting more opinions on any sticky situation helps me. Whoever your Henry might be.

(Though, if you do see him, gimme a shout, all right? It ain’t safe out there alone. Please. Thank you so very much.)

You can also always slip me questions you have. No guarantee I‘ve got the answers for all of ‘em, but there’s no harm in givin’ it a shot!

You're a fascinating person, that's for sure

Thanks, pal!

What's your favourite part of the human body

It ain't fit for printing, kid!

I was never on the manufacturin' side of things myself but my guess is if ain't wax, it ain't workin'!

what the hell is cylinder restoration

Well, as far as I wager, it's a fella askin' for advice on restorin' his wax cylinder! A way to record and play tunes back in the day.

10-4, Henry! Have you ever had something become "part of you" in the past? Since you went in there? How did that happen?

Aff ir mativ e, buddy! nice t o he ar a fa m ili ar ca denc e. i do every onc e in a w hil e. some g uy was lo okin g into m y dis s app e ara nce a couple y ears ag o and found o ne of m y miss ing p ost er s. got a ni ce r f ac e out of it onc e it ma na g ed to tr ans mi t. though, b oy, wish i c ut my ha ir bef or e sc hool pic tur e day th at y e a r! in terms of r emem ber in g-- onc e some on e pos ted an ol d song of m in e from their grand fa ther' s pro g rock cas sett es an d ba m! i cou ld r eca ll writi ng it in t he bac k of my d ad' s truck on t he way to s umme r c amp. does n' t wor k with ly rics, th ough... can n eve r tell if i wr ot e them or s ome one el se did. may be bec aus e i didn ' t wri te mu ch d own to com e in here in th e f ir st pl ac e. just hours of m y v o i c e. 10-10. hope t o hear y ou 'rou nd her e ag ain !

Wow! This is a real stunner! Who could not vote for a fella in a hat? Thanks a ton, pal!

"Wahoo!"

Something something William in a hat ^

anyways can't wait to see how the vote pans out tomorrow

(my votes for @williamy3w :3)

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Hi William. I imagine it must be a bit odd having a bunch of strangers on your blog and asking a bunch of personal questions without even introducing ourselves. Sorry about that.

That’s perfectly all right! The more the merrier — boy, am I glad to have company!

ps st. i th in k yo u sh ou ld go ta lk to he r .

Aw, she doesn't want to hear from me. We took her lil' slice of heaven right out from under her!

t his is n't heaven. an d this is the first time i' ve h eard her ad mit th at since.... you k no w.

Hm. Fair point!

is it so hard to find somewhere where i can be l o v e d? 🖤

someone to take my hand and actually mean it when they smile at me. like someone who wouldn’t rather be anywhere else in that moment and something about the way their eyes crease as they smile makes me so sure of that like it’s some kind of truth buried in the dirt stuck in the soles of my converse.

i promise i’ll care about you that same way in return. or i’ll try my best.

maybe what i need is r e b i r t h. maybe i’m not the life destined for a blissful eternity. like maybe if i hadn’t come in here i’d be giving another version of myself a better shot at heaven.

it’s not like i’ve done anything to deserve it HERE. 💒

i guess i just thought with all the bad happening to me something g o o d had to be at the end of the tunnel, you know?

but i don’t think so.

baby birds fall out of their nests and get eaten and run over and stuff all the time. and i don’t think they deserve that, if they’ve only been alive for a few days or something. sometimes the world is just s h i t 💔

or maybe there’s just something about me something wrong like, i’m not stupid. i know i wasn’t, like, popular in school. but it was fine. i wasn’t bullied either. just kinda ignored, i guess.

but i had friends online. even if they were, like, a bit inconsistent. they got tired of me too, after a while. but by the time they did, i would’ve already found the next one.

you don’t really run out of people when you’re online. and you control what they see, from the moment you meet them. 🖤

like i don’t really know what my classmates in real life saw like maybe i had really bad b.o. or never closed my mouth when i chewed or talked way too loud in class or something

but i don’t know. i’ll never know.

i guess i do know i was annoying in other ways to my online friends annoying in ways that were harder to hide like when you fill up something glass with something too hot too fast and it just shatters

but online you can always try to change, right? you can always try to improve yourself for the next person. you can always mold your reality. and if you heard that kind of h e a v e n could be your f o r e v e r, wouldn’t you come in too?

spoilers: it’s not all that. and you can’t change yourself from the trash you are.

l m a o.

sorry.