There is a ghost of a crack dealer in my house and some his crack in my loft is seeping down into my walls and my dog is snorting it and its making her high.
Also the ghost is Fikcle. He is absolute ass candy. He judges me and keeps fucking with me, what a cock. He's probs watching me write this. Hey, hey Fikcle, you are a failed abortion, and the devil. Go die, again. Thx
