Amen

nah

you deflecting

@HITSLIKEDIETCOKE a whole ass b****

this wrong

No

Real answer is idk and every time it happened I was hanging with the same friends. Maybe I carry bad spirits with me or something I don’t know. But everything was fine after they saged me.

Either bad spirits or they actually wanted my swag

How you know it was a toast

Nah, not until I witness some real wicked s***.

Sorry for slamming that door

Of course, Lionel Pessi ghosts the pitch every 90 minutes

Yeah

Swear to god I used to hear and see way more s*** as a kid. My moms blessed any dwelling we ever stayed at to ward off evil spirits so yes I do believe in them. Haven’t experienced anything paranormal in quite a while. I do get those cold ass chills tho time to time but idk.

My mom stayed in a haunted house in Louisiana with my grandma and aunt.

They said that my dad called the hotel and that when she answered it my dad wasn’t really listening and she said she could hear us talking about planes

Ghosts stories always make me tear up. Idk why. It’s so creepy to me when I hear/read them my eyes well up

I had a weird moment myself once in my current apt

I was just cooking and the napkin i crumbled up next to me on the counter moved across. It was enough to make me stare at it for a good minute. There’s not even any centralized A/C in my apt.

The building is very old though. Built in the 20’s. And before I moved in, there was an incident. The person that previously rented the apt next door was killed outside by his gf’s dad because he was abusing her so I heard. Even the guy the sold me the place was like “before I sell you this place…let me tell you…”

Yeah, they here, science can't prove that tho, they more of the metaphysical type

I think of ghosts as hallucinations, tbh. I don't believe in them.

I mean I guess I dont DONT believe in ghosts

I have no reason to believe tho either

I’m very whatever to the concept tbh

Grew up in a weird old townhouse when I was young and my dogs used to bark and wag their tails at a corner in the living room a lot at night. Also remember a few times at like 3 in the morning we’d hear dishes shattering in the kitchen downstairs and we’d check to see what it was and there wouldn’t be a trace

S*** was spooky as f*** boy! So idk why not

Also being haitian and having a lotta friends from other Caribbean countries who were raised there they’d share a bunch of spooky stories with me. It’s almost normal down there