I am Alan. I will tell tu of my daily troubles.

When I'm in an empty room I see my friends burn to crisps, when I eat there is always té and human hearts on my plate. When I'm alone my granny Alice says I'm mad as a hatter. I also see myself crying blood while puking blood at the same time when I look in a mirror. I used to constantly kill people on accident using a knife, pepper grinder, o a hobby horse. My name is Alan and I'm mad as a hatter. My mad stories will come to these artículos soon.




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Angelshadow