Hey guys femanon here anyone wanna hang around the fire and tell spooby stories? Am alone and sad :(

Hey guys femanon here anyone wanna hang around the fire and tell spooby stories? Am alone and sad :(

I have beers.

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not really ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

im not very spoopy

Cool, I'll start with the spooky stories:

>Cuckold porn

You cared enough to post here want a beer?

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Nah. Sitting at work trying not to fall asleep.

if you want to tell ghost stories

if you want to be a grill

>drinking meme tier poison

you know the drill

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It's okay user

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the windo cleaner guy scared me one morning. I laughed it off but it was scary.

Oh 2 soooby

Okay are you 4 chan police?

no

>femanon here
Plot twist, not really.

>2spooky4me

ONIICHAN~

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>be me
>having wet dream
>bill cosby arrives in dream
>he fucks me and cums everywhere
>I wake up
>covered in spooby ectoplasm
Still haven't recovered

Where is OP?

Michigan baby you?

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I'll tell you a story femanon.

There once was a lowlife, lonesome and sad
Spending time late at night getting angry and mad
Then one evening he beheld a thread to him that seemed dear
A sad female with a fire offering conversation and beer
"Oh my he" his toes and fingers audible cracking
As he straightened his back, a smile crept forth in style most brooding
"Low, I hope she will show me some tits" he mumbled beneath his breath, "Then I will listen to her bullshit in hope of some breasts"
His erection engorging with food stained hands that he tried ignoring, he began typing a few words in the thread
"Don't listen to the haters milady, I would fuck even if you were dead"
He sat back his heart pounding and beating, would she take his offer and pictures bequeth of ham moist and steaming?
A few minutes they passed and she finnaly replied "LOL YOU ARE SO FUNNY, AND I AM SO LONELY. PLEASE CAN I TELL YOU MY LIFE STORY?"

Hahaha 10/10 my friend my fire rages for you

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So spooky

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>I haven't talked to my father in 13 years.
>The end.

True story.

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I don't know my real father I win ;)

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I don't know why my pics are all posting sideways sorry bros

THe best wood to burn is oak because it burns hot and slow

Getting off here. If you're lonely and want to chat my Kik is quietcat1 bye qts

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Thanks for the tip

In the dark and desolate tomb,
There is a hidden secret room.
It holds those that did not abide,
Who lived their lives and always lied.
Those who strayed from the right,
Forced to live in the forever night.

All these posts, and not a single pic of tits with timestamp. You're all talking to a guy you degenerate faggots, and OP go kys

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>A friend and I were hiking forest gorges in the Great Lakes one day.
>The sun started setting
>We were about 3-4 hours up.
>Huge, hundred plus drop offs at certain points.
>Sun goes down.
>Can't see anything.
>We know the direction we need to go is down
>Start scaling down this thing with zero visibility.
>Find a deer path.
>Decide to take it.
>Because gorge was too sketchy with no lights.
>Stop for smoke break shortly down the deer path.
>Friend has weird look on his face.
>He's asks me if I can see that.
>Turn around and see a tiny glimmer of light.
>About 200 yards down this small path were on.
>Too far to tell exactly what it is.
>First guess was a fire.

Cont?

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Post tits on fire with timestamp. Also on fire.

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Where in MI?

Not alive and yet not dead,
Reliving moments in their head.
Phantoms kept from their rest,
With hearts dejected and depressed

>cold rainy night
>sitting around telling ghost stories
>creepy shadow appeared in the dark
>said with a spooky voice "tits or gtfo"

One such spirit in those walls,
The names of those he knew he calls.
It echoes through the cold stone room,
But No one answers through the gloom.

Searching for a way to pass,
Yet in the past so enthralled.
Tormented in a loop of pain,
Whose calls for mercy are in vain.

Ay yo girl i got a log for yo bitch ass fire nigga holla at me

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Pls desu

Do you feel lonely alot femanon?