あなた start out each morning with a 30-minute jog around the bathroom to practise your shunpo power.
あなた write to your mother in Karakura, 日本 every week, even though she sends あなた mail from Iowa asking why あなた never write.
Every time あなた see a 通り, ストリート sign, あなた have a tremendous urge to relieve yourself on it.
あなた put oranges on your head because あなた heard it will ward of evil dandruff spirits.
You're always having to apologize to your 次 door neighbour for setting 火災, 火 to his lawn decorations, mistaken as hollows.
Every "bwahaha" あなた hear on the radio reminds あなた of death.
People stay away from あなた whenever they hear あなた howl.
Your breath smells もっと見る and もっと見る like an arrancar dung each passing day.
Nobody listens to あなた anymore, because they can't understand あなた through that hollow mask.
あなた begin to stop and consider all of the hell 蝶 you've played on as a child, and worry that their owners are going to one 日 seek revenge.
あなた have meaningful conversations with your Bunny.
Your father pretends あなた are a shinigami, just to play along with your little illusion.
あなた collect Bleach Posters.
Every time the phone rings, あなた shout, "Hey! It should be the hollow signal alert!"
あなた like cats. Especially black ones having velvet eyes.
あなた put チェリー blossom petals in the microwave to see if they'll pop a blade.
あなた have a predominant fear of fabric softener.
Your dentist asks あなた why each individual tooth has your name etched on it like Toshiro, Byakuya, Rukia, Ichigo..., and あなた tell him it's for security reasons.
Swords excite you.
When the waiter asks for your order, あなた ask to go into another dimension to tell him because "the hollow won't let あなた eat."
あなた tend to agree with everything your mother's dead uncle tells you.
あなた argue with yourself about which is better, to be eaten によって FURA または to be loved によって a horde of menos grande.
あなた like to sit in cornfields for prolonged periods of time, and pretend that you're a "Shinigami on duty".
あなた try to make a 一覧 of the Warning Signs of Bleach Insanity. (cough)
People offer あなた help, but あなた unfortunately interpret this as a violation of your rights as a strawberry.
あなた keep thinking this is the 年 100 years ago, when Hollowfication was rampant.
あなた despise the voices in your head, especially the one that speaks only in JApanese.
あなた see migrating group of rabbits in the fall and only your attachment to the トースター keeps あなた from joining them.
The person あなた always talk to is invisible to everyone but you.
あなた like 読書 lists like this.
