Don't know who this person is but i must have meet them on tf2. sometimes its weird to move on without people, everything stops for them and there is nothing, but we keep moving. its a strange thing,

{連結已移除}https://biturl.io/SrnUQ0 420th day offline :/

in 1958 a little girl was murdered. she was found with many stabs in her. she had words written on her that said emoth termoth. now that you have read the words you will see this little girl in the middle of the night. she will be on your ceiling. the only way to stop it is to repost this comment to 3 more profiles

RIP Pizza, barely knew you.

kierstin bb we need to talk sometime ;d

Ok