It's the sad part of getting older. All of those things you thought existed turn out to be fake. Shame we weren't all alive in the Middle Ages, more jobs for ghost hunters.
I remember doing one with my cousins several summers ago now. We'd been to Monteriggioni, stoned out of our heads, my nonna walks in and goes apeshite chanting stuff about the devil. Actually that was a really weird day.
It's the sad part of getting older. All of those things you thought existed turn out to be fake. Shame we weren't all alive in the Middle Ages, more jobs for ghost hunters.
To be honest I never believed in those paranormal things, I've always said there's no such thing as ghosts but recently I felt curious about it I don't know why Good thing I never believed in Santa either.
I remember doing one with my cousins several summers ago now. We'd been to Monteriggioni, stoned out of our heads, my nonna walks in and goes apeshite chanting stuff about the devil. Actually that was a really weird day.
There's no such thing as ghosts, yo.
Good thing I never believed in Santa either.
