Pennywise About Time Site

— Eternal. Patient. Starving. Want me to adjust the tone (more playful, more poetic, or shorter for Instagram/Twitter)?

They all think they have time. That’s the first lie I let them keep.

You’re not running out of time. You’re running toward it.

I’ve watched you grow. I watched you scrape your knee in ’87. I watched you lock your bedroom door at thirteen. I watched you convince yourself the monster under the bed was just a nightmare. That was me . Laughing. Waiting.