Maria

I used to have a recurring dream for years that my grandma's backyard had holes slowly opening up as the dirt begin to collapse in on an old cellar. I never saw anything down there, but always had the impression that something about the cellar was evil. Finally thought to tell her about it as an adult and she just said "oh yeah we covered an old cellar with that shed back there because I kept having nightmares about it"

sometimes making tea is less about drinking it and more ab it keeping you company

Jurassic park

god the anchor deterioration was so good. remember how terrifying that was when you had no idea what was going on, and every once in a while the inquisitor would spontaneously hiss and flick their hand in first surprise and then pain, and then suddenly control over them would be fully wrested from your hands as they writhed and cried out in agony, and the music was a drumming heartbeat in your ears, and finally you could see it fragmenting and dissolving with shreds of it drifting off in the breeze like it was nothing more than vapor after a detonation. yeah.

My uncle is really into warhammer and would win every miniature painting competition he was in. I have not very steady hands and he saw me messing up my nail polish for prom. He sat with me and carefully painted my nails and that moment meant so much to me all these years later.

i'm actually curious, what trinkets do you guys have on your keychains? 🗝️