when you're at the end of the road... when you're losing control...
bleah bleah bleah. ohlord. i'm having goosebumps. hair standing. literal! i hate ghost stories. whatever about those. damn. now i'm scared of even my bed. my table. imagining something crawling underneath. gosh. this is real freaky. and and i can't be alone. i will imagine it everywhere!!!
i'm really scared now. i'm scared. the radio is already on blast. yet i'm hearing silence. and creepy sounds. i hate that damn story. manz. k get over it. get over it. tsk. i CAN FEEL IT! kkkkk i'm not kidding seriously. ah. this post iss eerie. k i'm gna sleep with momz idc. kbai. IM REALLY SCARED. );
"You leave me SPEECHLESS, when you talk to me."
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