i jolt awake in a cold sweat w/ bloody nose and a tent so big its blockin the ceilin fan

"ＴＨＥ ＴＲＡＮＳ ＢＵＴＣＨ ＷＥ
ＧＡＴＥＫＥＰＴ ＦＲＯＭ
ＰＲＩＤＥ ＷＡＳ ＧＯＤ ＡＮＤ
ＪＥＳＵＳ ＷＡＳ ＨＥＲ ＭＥＳＨ
ＣＲＯＰ"


there is no blood left for my brian n i pass out

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