Why dont you go watch a studio ghibli movie and think about the power of love and kindness and maybe you'll calm down

The wild animal/serial killer/ghost that always drags itself across the porch at night is up to its old tricks again and I am still paralyzingly afraid of making eye contact with it.

Whenever I joke about spooky stuff that’s going on, or being scared to be home alone, I always have this thought in the back of my head of, “Well, what if I do get murdered?” What if I die tonight, and the last post I made was, “Gonna’ get killed in the woods tonight! 🌲👻” or some shit? Will I become an internet urban legend? Will my blog be some kind of digital tourist trap where kids go to reblog my last words? Would it be part of the news coverage? “Local Shithead Too Busy Tweeting Jokes About Getting Stabbed to Notice Man With Knife”.

Try being so horriffically offensive to the entity that they are scared to come near you. It works for me.

Date your local necromancer. When you’re feeling down, they’ll help raise your spirits.

very important: say hi to any crows you walk past, respect your corvids