Nightmares Are What I'm Made Of
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Thread Topic: Nightmares Are What I'm Made Of
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Oh, so sweet. OUO
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He's 15
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Mr Creepypasta NewbieWhat is sweet? *cringes*
I would be so sure of that, dearest Emmalee. -
I'm not a dear..and it was a guess
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You give the perfect definition of sweet.
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I'm not a dear..and it was a guess
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Mr Creepypasta NewbieMy darling, I am not sweet. I am the pure opposite.
Alright...dear. -
UGH! *walks to the kitchen*
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Okay then how would you respond to this..
*hugs you tightly* please don't leave.. -
Mr Creepypasta NewbieSee you later, dear.
O.O *wiggles out of your grasp and grabs a knife* Don't do that again.. *shivers* -
*comes back with an energy drink*
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*cries*
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Mr Creepypasta NewbieKilling gives me the energy I need.
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*hugs sade* its okay he's just being a jerk.
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Mr Creepypasta Newbie*looks at you blankly* I'm Mr. Creepypasta, I'm not kind.
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