She was eating blackberries, and she started squeezing the juice out of the berries, and it just... deeply disturbed me.
I just looked away, said,'Yeah, not bothering you about the blood thing...', and she just laughed at me.
I'm pathetic, I know, but I seriously just...
Ugh.
Food gore, I can't take it.
Well, that was mainly because the juice looks like expired bug spray I (somehow) managed to spray in my mouth... I was sick for like, two weeks...
Now, I'm gonna go raid her house for chocolate, bye potatoes...
I wonder what chocolate covered potatoes taste like...
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I have reached a certain level of doneness
RastgeleIf you want some logical, good book, leave right now because this is a bunch of shitposts.