I was only a young boy
I loved bleach so much, I had all the figmas and merchandise
I watch them every night before bed, thanking bleach for everything it's shown me
They see my love for it and call me a bleach stan
I know they don't know better
I exile myself from the other threads
I shed a tear, and the sun soaks it up
Suddenly, a warmth is moving towards me
It's bleach
I am so happy
It whispers into my ear "This is my Garden of the goats"
It grabs me with it's dainty clorax handle, free of the hogyoku, burst strength enhancements and puts me down, king of the hill.
I want Bleach to be goated for as long as the world is alive
Bleach looks at the MHA community, dead in the eyes with it's shimmering Bankai and says "Bankai, Tensa Zangetsu." And they shall all cease to exist from their cringiness and life.
Bleach raids my memories and lives throughout my life
Bleach is love. Bleach is life.