Leo is like Monday mornings... everyone dreads her, but we're forced to deal with her ANYWAY
"BlessedBrian" is like Monday mornings... everyone dreads him, but somehow he KEEPS SHOWING UP.
Roses are read romance is dead everyday i suffer from existential dread
Roses are red I am dead u could call me wet or I will keep ur dread
what do you call it when you are very sad in panera bread
Panera Dread
A Story:
I lived in a small house. Behind my house was a big forest. If I went in the forest, then I heard scary sounds. That was very dreadful. I had a son. He was 9 years old. One day he went into the forest and did not come back. I called the police, but it couldn't help. I went looking. I really wanted my son Robby back. I missed him so! With a flashlight and compass, I went into the dark, eerie forest. Then the noises came again, but this time I also heard a scream. A scream from a nine year old child. It was Robby, certainly! I stopped in front of a tunnel.
Sequel follows...
