Archive for February 5, 2018
Rude ghosts, a flurry of accomplishments, and a man forgetting how to walk
Dear Diary, So, my besties house is haunted. Legit haunted. Like, shit “falling” off shelves, frequently creaking floors that sound exactly like someone walking around, and eerie sensations traveling down your spine at the most random times for seemingly no reason. Now, this in and of itself does not bug me. I mean, I’m not…
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