Everyone toi meet appears to have tentacles growing out of places that toi wouldn't expect tentacles to be growing from.
toi start out each morning with a 30-minute jog around the bathroom to practise your shunpo power.
toi write to your mother in Karakura, Japon every week, even though she sends toi mail from Iowa asking why toi never write.
Every time toi see a rue sign, toi have a tremendous urge to relieve yourself on it.
toi put oranges on your head because toi heard it will ward of evil dandruff spirits.
You're always having to apologize to your suivant door neighbour for setting feu to his lawn decorations, mistaken as hollows.
Every "bwahaha" toi hear on the radio reminds toi of death.
People stay away from toi whenever they hear toi howl.
Your breath smells plus and plus like an arrancar dung each passing day.
Nobody listens to toi anymore, because they can't understand toi through that hollow mask.
toi begin to stop and consider all of the hell papillons you've played on as a child, and worry that their owners are going to one jour seek revenge.
toi have meaningful conversations with your Bunny.
Your father pretends toi are a shinigami, just to play along with your little illusion.
toi collect Bleach Posters.
Every time the phone rings, toi shout, "Hey! It should be the hollow signal alert!"
toi like cats. Especially black ones having velvet eyes.
toi put cerise blossom petals in the microwave to see if they'll pop a blade.
toi have a predominant fear of fabric softener.
Your dentist asks toi why each individual tooth has your name etched on it like Toshiro, Byakuya, Rukia, Ichigo..., and toi tell him it's for security reasons.
Swords excite you.
When the waiter asks for your order, toi ask to go into another dimension to tell him because "the hollow won't let toi eat."
toi tend to agree with everything your mother's dead uncle tells you.
toi argue with yourself about which is better, to be eaten par FURA ou to be loved par a horde of menos grande.
toi like to sit in cornfields for prolonged periods of time, and pretend that you're a "Shinigami on duty".
toi try to make a liste of the Warning Signs of Bleach Insanity. (cough)
People offer toi help, but toi unfortunately interpret this as a violation of your rights as a strawberry.
toi keep thinking this is the an 100 years ago, when Hollowfication was rampant.
toi despise the voices in your head, especially the one that speaks only in JApanese.
toi see migrating group of rabbits in the fall and only your attachment to the grille-pain keeps toi from joining them.
The person toi always talk to is invisible to everyone but you.
toi like lire lists like this.
toi start out each morning with a 30-minute jog around the bathroom to practise your shunpo power.
toi write to your mother in Karakura, Japon every week, even though she sends toi mail from Iowa asking why toi never write.
Every time toi see a rue sign, toi have a tremendous urge to relieve yourself on it.
toi put oranges on your head because toi heard it will ward of evil dandruff spirits.
You're always having to apologize to your suivant door neighbour for setting feu to his lawn decorations, mistaken as hollows.
Every "bwahaha" toi hear on the radio reminds toi of death.
People stay away from toi whenever they hear toi howl.
Your breath smells plus and plus like an arrancar dung each passing day.
Nobody listens to toi anymore, because they can't understand toi through that hollow mask.
toi begin to stop and consider all of the hell papillons you've played on as a child, and worry that their owners are going to one jour seek revenge.
toi have meaningful conversations with your Bunny.
Your father pretends toi are a shinigami, just to play along with your little illusion.
toi collect Bleach Posters.
Every time the phone rings, toi shout, "Hey! It should be the hollow signal alert!"
toi like cats. Especially black ones having velvet eyes.
toi put cerise blossom petals in the microwave to see if they'll pop a blade.
toi have a predominant fear of fabric softener.
Your dentist asks toi why each individual tooth has your name etched on it like Toshiro, Byakuya, Rukia, Ichigo..., and toi tell him it's for security reasons.
Swords excite you.
When the waiter asks for your order, toi ask to go into another dimension to tell him because "the hollow won't let toi eat."
toi tend to agree with everything your mother's dead uncle tells you.
toi argue with yourself about which is better, to be eaten par FURA ou to be loved par a horde of menos grande.
toi like to sit in cornfields for prolonged periods of time, and pretend that you're a "Shinigami on duty".
toi try to make a liste of the Warning Signs of Bleach Insanity. (cough)
People offer toi help, but toi unfortunately interpret this as a violation of your rights as a strawberry.
toi keep thinking this is the an 100 years ago, when Hollowfication was rampant.
toi despise the voices in your head, especially the one that speaks only in JApanese.
toi see migrating group of rabbits in the fall and only your attachment to the grille-pain keeps toi from joining them.
The person toi always talk to is invisible to everyone but you.
toi like lire lists like this.