I'm not afraid of dying
I'm afraid of dying old
and probably alone


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I'm not afraid of dying
I'm afraid of dying old
and probably alone
Being in the woods at night is a beautiful experience, but can also be a valid reason to be afraid for a number of reasons. What’s interesting is the things you Feel Like you should be afraid of. Growing up in the Pacific Northwest/Northern California Redwood region, I was often exposed to stories of a robust, gentle giant Bigfoot, but very often Felt Like I should be afraid of a very tall, gaunt, hairy biped in the woods, whose feet were not so notably big as his massive hands with long, raking claws. I slept on high mountains sometimes, or rural campgrounds, but I Felt Like I should be afraid of this creature the most at a friend’s place about half a mile down the street in a very populated area of the redwoods.
I stayed over at her place a few times in middle school, and had the creeps every time. Her family had several buildings on the property. When I stayed over, it was at a flimsy outbuilding where she told me a bunch of stories about horrible tortures that had gone on in that building before. They were plausible tortures, but I had the hardest time sleeping when I remembered the impossibility of massive claws raking through the flimsy walls and the Tall Thing with Long Claws simply Getting us. When our school bus would pass her property, I could see into her land, those few shaded acres under young redwoods, and I could never help but imagine What If There Was A Very Tall Thin Thing.
What is so interesting is that I lived, as I say, half a mile from that place at most. I always simply walked down the road to visit her. My own place was a one-acre plot my grandma had built her house on, and her house had a living room with tons of windows. My upstairs bedroom was a narrow, tall slit, which it would have been very spooky to imagine something peering into, and which the thing I Felt Like I should fear would probably have been exactly tall enough for its eyes to reach.
Those big hands with their long claws? Those long, gangly, arms with their sparse, coarse hair? They could have sure gotten into there. I did even imagine that. I imagined it hard enough to draw it and tell my friend it was my cool new demon friend called “Grendel” who came to my window (I always thought “Grendel” was a pretty name for a monster), but I never imagined it hard enough to be afraid of it.
It is worth mentioning that my grandma was a witch, and one of the first humans to build permanent settlement in that area (the local Natives didn’t think living in the redwoods was a good idea), and she made sure to stay on the good side of the woods.
I'm terrified to commit to spending the time and money to meet Chris Evans...
I feel like he would take one look at me and make that face....you know...the "you are a disgusting human being and I don't want to be in the same room as you" face or the "I'm repulsed by your very presence" face.
If I saw that look on his face...I'd be devastated.
He meets so many beautiful people, I'm honestly just not worthy.
Weight - "True Fears" - (via Exclaim.ca http://ift.tt/2pdCox1)
ALSO. THEORY TIME. Honestly I'm sorta nervous to even put this out there because for gods sake LEAVE SAMMY BE DAMMIT but did anyone else get Lucifer vibes from dear old Dream Dad???
Everyone has a great fear. Its never like bees or heights, its usually something mental, existential. Mine is the constant fear that who i am as a person is too annoying, and everyone i know will leave me because of it. Its why Im afraid to message people, out of fear that they find it annoying.
'I Am A Shadow, The True Self
“How long are you going to keep deluding yourself!” John’s Doppleganger sneered, smirking deviously at him with his cold yellow eyes wide and ablaze with hatred, “You put on a good show of being happy and carefree but really you’re just terrified of being alone! THAT’S why you’re in charge! You try to be this big badass gangster but you’re just terrified of everyone betraying you, abandoning you! It haunts every corner of your mind, every solice you find in the arms of the women you love or the men you can ‘brothers’. The more the merrier, RIGHT?! You gotta surround yourself with people to block out the pain of isolation!”
I don't know..I don't think I'm clever enough for tumblr. I don't even know how to make gifs..what if I don't swear enough!?