MY GHOSTS ARE BACK

MY FUCKING PIERROT PORCELAIN DOLL THAT MIGHT BE HAUNTED JUST FELL OFF THE FUCKING SHELF AND NOW HIS HEAD IS CRACKED OPEN. I'm about to get terrorised by these ghosts help meee. jesus fucking christ. at least he's able to be fixed with some glue. EVER SINCE HE GOT IN TO THIS APARTMENT THE LIGHTS TURNED OFF AND ON, RANDOM BALLOON NOISES FROM MY BROTHERS ROOM AND SOMETHING FLICKING MY TRASHCAN TO MAKE IT MAKE SOUND. UGGGGGGHHHHH. being haunted is lowkey fun tho so, see ya'll later