CREEPYPASTA HEAD CANNONS!!!
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Just some Creepypasta head cannons I HAVE to get out into the world.
Some will be from the internet, some from my friends, some from old vids and some from myself.
If you wrote a headcannon I pulled from the internet (I'll put in the chapter title where its from) then pls let me know so I can give you credits.
Remember, stay safe, don't go to school, do drugs, stay Creepy, and for the LOVE of all things Creepypasta, STOP TRYING TO SUMMON THEM PLS IT WILL NOT TURN OUT WELL FOR YOU!!!
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