Matt, I like your hair poofy. Make it that way again.
My mother is telling me stories and hinting against being very openly homosexual because she doesn't want me to be beaten with a led pipe like the girl in Illinois. She's telling me this "just because." It has nothing to do with the fact that I'm gay.
I am posting random nothings so I can get this eyeball off of the top of my dash.
Food is the enemy.
I don't want to go to school this morning.
what kind of creepypasta is this.
THIS IS THE STORY OF A DAY WHERE THERE WAS ALL THIS BLOOD. A MAN WAS WALKING AROUND AND BLOOD STARTED COMING OUT OF HIM EVERYWHERE. THERE WAS SO MUCH BLOOD THAT IT FILLED UP AN ELEVATOR. HE WENT TO THE STORE AND THERE WAS JUST BLOOD ALL OVER THE PLACE! PEOPLE WERE SLIPPING IN IT AND THEY WERE ALL GROSSED OUT. HE TRIED TO GO SWIMMING AND ALL OF THE SHARKS WENT NUTS AND BITTENED EVERYBODY. HE GOT CHASED BY ALL THE VAMPIRES EVER. ONE TIME THE BLOOD GOT A KID AND A DOG. AT THE END OF THE DAY EVERYONE DECIDED THEY WOULD SEND HIM TO SPACE SO THAT HE WOULD STOP GETTING BLOOD EVERY WHERE. THE SCARIEST PART IS THAT THE MAN WAS YOU!!! (OR HE WAS A LADY IF YOU ARE A LADY) AND YOU FORGOT THAT THIS HAPPENED
We fit together like puzzle pieces. I miss the feeling of warmth in my arms when I hold you to me.
We fit together like puzzle pieces. I miss the feeling of warmth in my arms when I hold you to me.
