Naraku4656

strange as in it goes completely against my personality maybe i'm CRAAAAAAAAAZY

i'm the sexiest anime character, except i'm a real person

i mean the bread is pretty gross after that happened

i wish i would have gotten to actually eat it, oh well

nah but my sinuses probably are

firecocks

it took like 20 minutes at least and i had to drive 6 hours. luckily at least it didn't happen while i was driving. i got it out the next day but i had to find a hotel to use their bathroom to change so i wouldn't look like an axe murderer

try again

i used the bathroom in their lobby. it was a one person bathroom so i didn't really have to worry about other people in there thinking i had murdered someone or something

omg is everyone here a stalker. GET OUT OF MY HOUSE

stalker

don't have one

yes, this was also two days ago

make me

nah it was a nosebleed, just was strange that it happened in the summer

it was a cheesesteak thank you very much. and i'll have you know that it was a possessed sandwich

because it's annoying. like you. go away. or i can just block you i guess

seriously dude go find someone who actually wants you around. cause it's not me.

ikr

nope

RIP in peace me

welcome to my life

and now i'm possessed. GIMME FUEL GIMME FIYAH GIMME DABABDAGJABADA

so i went to the north and i went to Wawa for the first time in three years. the sandwich i got had an order number of 666 which i thought was pretty funny so i was going to post it by itself....except when i had taken a few bites i had started to bleed badly which isn't unusual by itself, except that i don't normally get nosebleeds in the spring/summer. especially not this bad. i was stuck in the Wawa parking lot for like 30 minutes and got blood all over my clothes. i drove a little bit after i was done until i found a hotel and walked in looking like i had murdered someone. luckily i had a change of clothes with me, changed and then walked out and then threw the demon sandwich away in their dumpster so i guess the moral of the story is i'm dying, so who cares