This is gonna be weird.
At school, an accident happened. My friend's crush got injured (cOUGH– EmTheMinecraftTurd the one i sHIP MY FRIEnd with ;) )
It was caused by a tape measure, ya know the one that carpenters use to measure wood and etc. Yeah that one. He got his hand sliced open abit because of his friend playing around with it. I saw the wound, so much blood. So much blooooood.
The weird part is that. . .
I craved for his blood for some reason ;—;
You have the right to hate me now.
I kept ranting this to my friends. About his blood being so clear. And pure. And it wasn't that dark too. I asked whar his blood type was. I een asked what blood type taste the best. . . ? daMN IT! I was ranting about it when I saw the injury from the begin until now ΠwΠ
When his blood drooped on the floor, I placed my fingertip on it then squished it. My friends yelled at meh ;^;
I needed to confess this so darn much!
I H A T E M Y S E L F F O R T H I S T H O U G H.
i’M sORRY–
foRGIVE MEh—
YOU ARE READING
𝐎𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 ;;; 𝐮𝐧𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐘, 𝐞𝐭𝐜.
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