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r/TwoSentenceHorror 4 days ago CalebVanPoneisen While tidying up my girlfriend’s apartment I found a purple diary labelled “Boyfriends Whom Dare to Look”. Unable to resist the temptation my heart raced, at the sight of names and dates marked with red but before I could fully process it's meaning, a voice be- hind me chuckled “It’s time to break up,” as a sharp object pierced my back.

r/TwoSentenceHorror TwoSentenceHorror r/TwoSentenceHorror 9 hr. ago CalebVanPoneisen “Sorry, but I just can’t do this,” I admit to the bungee instructor. The next moment, I’m falling, pushed by my friend, whose horrified face reveals him realising my harness wasn’t attached.

horror story (plural horror stories) (fiction) A fictional narrative of distressing events. The film is based on a horror story by Edgar Allan Poe. (informal) A disturbing rumour. ▼ We've heard horror stories about people being attacked in the elevator. An unpleasant experience. ▼ It was more of a horror story than a vacation. Translations Chinese Mandarin: 恐怖故事 (kǒngbù gùshì) Dutch: horrorverhaal (nl) n Finnish: kauhutarina (fi) French: histoire d’horreur f, histoire d’épouvante f Hungarian: horrortörténet Spanish: historia de terror, historia de miedo f Swedish: skräckhistoria (sv) Uyghur: قورقۇنچلۇق ھېكايە‎ (qorqunchluq hëkaye) ghost story (plural ghost stories) A story about ghosts or the supernatural, often meant to be frightening. quotations ▲ 2012, Andrew Martin, Underground Overground: A passenger's history of the Tube, Profile Books, →ISBN, page 261: There are the books full of Underground ghost stories. An invisible runner pounds along the platforms at Elephant & Castle; children scream in the basement of what used to be the surface building of Hyde Park Corner, [...] Translations ▲±story about ghosts Catalan: història de fantasmes f Chinese: Mandarin: 鬼故事 (guǐgùshì) Finnish: kummitusjuttu French: histoire de fantômes f German: Gespenstergeschichte (de) f Hungarian: kísértethistória (hu) Irish: scéal taibhsí m Italian: racconto dell'orrore m Korean: 괴담 (goedam) Norwegian: spøkelsesfortelling Portuguese: história de fantasmas f Spanish: historia de fantasmas f, cuento de fantasmas m Swedish: spökhistoria (sv) Welsh: stori fwgan f, stori ysbryd f

‘Next Time You’ll Know Better’ by IPostAtMidnight Have you ever walked into a room, and found a vampire? The kind that snarls as you enter, like a beast about to pounce? Have you felt time slow as the creature crosses the room in the darkness of a blink? Have you shuddered with fear when it places one clawed hand atop your head and another under your neck? Have you then experienced a sinking, sucking blackness as you discover that not all vampires feed on blood—some feed on memories? Well, have you? Perhaps not. But let me rephrase the question: Have you ever walked into a room, and suddenly forgotten why you came in?

‘Seeing Red (The First Day of School)’ by Zenryhao Everyone loves the first day of school, right? New year, new classes, new friends. I like the first day of school for a different reason, though. You see, I have a sort of power. When I look at people, I can…sense a sort of aura around them. A colour outline based on how long that person has to live. Most everyone I meet around my age is surrounded by a solid green hue, which means they have plenty of time left. A fair amount of them have a yellow orange tinge to their auras, which tends to mean a disease or fire; some tragedy. Anything that takes people “before their time” as they say. The real fun is when the auras venture into the red end of the spectrum, though. Every now and again I’ll see someone who’s basically a stoplight. Those are the ones who get in a car crash, or even a victim of crime. It’s such a rush to see them and know their time is numbered. With that in mind, I always get to class very early so I can scout out my classmates’ fates. The first kid who came in was basically radiating red. I tsk tsk tsk. Huh. But as people kept walking in, they all had the same intense red glow. I finally caught a glimpse of my own fading reflection in the window, but I was too stunned to move. Our professor stepped in and locked the door, his aura a sickening shade of green...

r/TwoSentenceHorror 6 yr. ago Lightuke After tucking my son into bed he says "check under it for monsters under my bed" I found my son hiding under it whimpering "Daddy, there's someone on my bed..."

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Horror Short Story: The Accident In this horror short story, a man tries to cope with what he has done. Written by: Reddit user Minnboy Halverson sat in his dark living room. He hadn’t moved for over an hour. The accident earlier that evening kept playing over and over in his mind. The light turned red, but he was in a hurry and accelerated. An orange blur came from his right and in a split second there was a violent jolt, then the bicyclist rolled across his hood and fell out of sight on the pavement. Horns blared angrily and he panicked, stepping on the gas and screeching away from the chaos into the darkness, shaken and keeping an eye on his rearview mirror until he got home. Why did you run? He’d never committed a crime before this and punished himself by imagining years in jail, his career gone, his family gone, his future gone. Why not just go to the police right now? Then someone tapped on the front door and his world suddenly crumbled away beneath him. They found me. There was nothing he could do but answer it. Running would only make matters worse. Trembling, he got up, went to the door and opened it. A police officer stood under the porch light. “Mr. Halverson?” asked the grim officer. He let out a defeated sigh. “Yes. Let me —”I am terribly sorry, but I’m afraid I have some bad news. Your son’s bike was struck by a hit and run driver this evening. He died at the scene. I’m very sorry for your loss..."

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r/TwoSentenceHorror 5 yr. ago netflixandskill my son was reported missing last week they found him but it's not my son

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r/TwoSentenceHorror 6 days ago Old_Lady_In_Titanic Everyone else was distracted by the huge iceberg that glided within inches of the ship. Only I saw the giant metallic sea-bear gash a hole in the hull beneath the waterline with it's razor sharp knife-like claws.

r/shortscarystories 23 hr. ago captain-howdy2323 Unknown Stranger Oh my! I can hear him moving around down stairs. Can I remember if I heard him come inside? Idk. I must have because I've armed myself. I cower away in this closet. But I can't remember any of that. I must be in shock. Oh my heart is racing. I hear him coming up the stairs. It won't be long until he finds me. I can already see what everyone will be saying. "Man found in house", "The bloodbath". He's right outside the room. I'm breathing so heavily. I'm sure he can hear me. Please, stop shaking. Please, nerves calm down. He's opening the door. This is it. Finally. I've been waiting in his closet for hours.

People may like horror for many different reasons. Personification of non-human's, perspective, etc. There's some considerate guidelines to take in-to account. Of course, horror's meant to be scary, but not to frightening as to cause panic attack. Trigger warnings may give away the ending or some plot twist. Here are some tips: ~Profanity. Can say like 'oh dear' or something. ~Gore, avoiding unnecessary graphic detail. ~Animals. Can be something like 'the dog growls at presence of ghost' ~Self harm, etc. You can, however, have a character sacrifice oneself. ~Abuse (like exploitation, arranged marriage) although you can imply abduct, poison, etc. ~Stereotyping groups (portraying certain authorities, religions, cultures, etc. as disrespectful) You can use (with discretion) controversial topics (execution, foeticide, the double effect, etc.) lightly. You can mention potential topics (cannibal, baby death, poisons, apocalypse, etc.) in story insofar as it partains to the plot, but no glorifying trauma. You can have the narrator be the villain, victim, or bystander. Have fun writing, and heed your emotions!

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I NEED SOME BREAD AND CEREAL TOO June 7, 2017 @hellofinah You get a phone call from your Mum. Since her car has been in the shop, she asks you to go to the grocery store and pick up a few odds and ends for her. Bread, milk, cereal, and chicken... After writing down a small list you reluctantly get in the car and pick up the items at the store. Cashier makes an odd remark to you: “you know, we’re in no danger of a milk shortage...” Once arriving at mum's home, you knock several times. No answer. You decide to try the door. It opens. You place the grocery bag on the counter. Strange. There seems to be six other grocery bags, each with identical contents. In some bags, the chicken and milk have gone stale. You call out for mum, but no reply. You make your way through the kitchen and into the living room. Sitting on the couch, with her detached head neatly resting on her lap, is mum. Naturally you call the police who come over to investigate. They mention that she has been dead for nearly a week. Furthermore, the police psychiatrist is at the scene and talks to you after you give your initial statement. Sitting on the front steps, you overhear the psychiatrist talking with the crime scene investigator. “It’s not uncommon for people suffering from schizophrenia to get locked into series of repetitive behaviour” he says. You think to yourself, “They can’t be talking about me. Schizophrenia? Nah. Repetitive behavior? Do they think I did this?” Suddenly your cell phone goes off. “Hello?” “Hi hun, it’s me. Could you stop at the store and pick up some chicken and milk. Ohh, and I need some bread and cereal too.” “No problem, mum; I’ll be right over…”

‘First Words‘ by alatus_corruptrix Any day now, she’ll say her first words. My wife and I have been playfully betting on what she’ll say first – ‘Mamá’ or ‘Daddy.’ I can hear my wife crooning over and over while she feeds her ‘Mama’s little girl! Mamá loves you so much!’ Sometimes, she’s not even subtle about it – ‘Say ‘Mamá!’ Come on! ‘Mamá!” I don’t mind it though. I still believe I’ll win. When we first brought her home, she would scream and cry and nothing my wife would say could calm her down. Ours must be a daddy’s girl. I sit her in her chair and my wife and I begin babbling like chickens – ‘Mamá!’ ‘Daddy!’ ‘Say Mamá!’ ‘Who’s daddy’s baby?’ I pull the gag from our little girl’s mouth. “P-please… what do you want from me? Please, let me go…” My wife’s smile falls from her face. With a heavy heart, I put the gag back in as the girl starts to scream. I take her back and dispose of her. When I return, I find my wife crying. “It’s ok, honey,” I tell her; “the next one will be better, I promise.”

avoid writing about- ~animals ~unnecessary detail ~certain groups -in such stories

r/TwoSentenceHorror 4 days ago chacde3 Halfway into our trip, the GPS arrival time switched from “Midnight” to “Never.” I was so distracted trying to figure out what it meant, I did not notice the truck veering into my lane.

I destroy the monsters you don’t ever want to know about. by KMApok 'Why is there bad in the world?' It’s a common question, but it is misplaced. Light and dark. Without one, the other cannot exist. I roam the Earth, disposing of the bad wherever I find it. I destroy the ones you don’t even want to know about. I eliminate them completely so you can sleep at night. You people have no idea how many of you live because of the suffocating work I do. 'What about criminals, Mussolini, Adolph...' Well, those are the 'minor' ones I had to let live. For balance. The ones I suffocatingly destroy are too horrible and vile to even speak of... You see, I would wager you never have heard of me, specifically in any religious texts. Still I bet you have known of me. Some, for example, have their own name for me: SID's short for what you might call Sudden Infant Death Syndrome..

I Begged You “Please, I am literally begging you,” I warn, but the executioner only sighs and gives me a truly sorrowful look... The chaplain sits beside me. “Once he pushes the button, death will come soon after,” he explains, even though I have heard it so many times before already. “Any final words?” “Just, again, I tell you, begging you not to do this,” I say. clean conscience. That’s the thing, though; I haven’t murdered anyone. It’s been this way my The chaplain nods sadly, sorrowful that I do not face my executioner with a clean conscience. That’s the thing, though. I haven’t murdered anyone. It’s been this way my entire life. I don’t know why, but whenever I would accidentally hurt myself others near me would receive the wound. I once got a paper cut in class that caused the three people around me to bleed from their fingers. In high school, I was in a car accident, and even though my side of the car was hit, my girlfriend developed a broken leg. I’m always very careful. I take care of myself, trying to stay in the very best of health. But when I was mugged by that trio and he shot me in the face, theirs exploded, not mine. And when the cops came, they found me kneeling by their bodies, trying to figure out what to do and stupidly holding their gun. Around thirty seconds after the execution started, I see both the executioner and chaplain fall to the floor with a hard thump. “I begged you,” I repeat sadly. —stellarpath

We felt proud as our daughter got on the bus to enjoy her first day of school. Our hearts dropped when the real school bus arrived moments later... ✨NyaChat

avoid- ~losing animals ~excessive detail ~inaccurate portrayal of certain people ~making fun of groups

r/TwoSentenceHorror 4 days ago kaoru-aeli They pointed at me, laughing and calling me "four-eyes". They weren't laughing after I decided to revealed 82 more.

no- ~pets ~unnecessary detail ~crims -in said stories

Avoid~ -profanity -animal loss -stereotyping -ignorance

r/TwoSentenceHorror 12 hr. ago HoardofAngryQuokkas It's happening again - I must wash away all this blood; silently, I creep out to the kitchen like I've been doing for the past three years, spending hours in the moonlight scrubbing out every speck of evidence. I know my dad and brothers think I'm some late bloomer, but I just don't want to freeze to death out in the menstrual hut like mum did.

r/shortscarystories 13 hr. ago S_G_Woodhouse I think I'm losing my head I was driving home after a long day at work. I blinked, and the next thing I knew, I was at home having dinner with my wife and 2 daughters. "What's wrong honey" she asked me. "I don't know. I just feel like I've forgotten something" I replied, confused. Forgot something? It was much worse than that, I had no memory of going home. I reassured her and spent the rest of the evening as normal, re-watching one of my favorite movies. Eventually, I dozed off. I dreamt strange things. I saw myself, having a picnic with my parents. Except they weren't smiling and happy like I remembered them. Instead, they were sitting on the picnic blanket, staring into space, their faces closed and expressionless. No matter how much I shouted at them in my daze, I couldn't see any life left in them; it was as if they were there, without being there. Detached. I woke up in my bed, alone. I looked all over the house, but not only was my wife gone, so were my children. My cell phone line was dead, no service. I went outside to get my car and drive to work, thinking I'd try to call my wife a little later. There was no one on the road but me. It was as if the whole Earth had emptied out. I'd dismissed my detachment last night, but I was seriously beginning to wonder if I was losing my mind. I was lost. I decided to go to my work to see if anyone was still in town, if a national evacuation drill was underway and could explain everything. Once there, I rushed back into the building, hoping to find someone who could explain what was going on. And when I opened the door, I was relieved to see that all my colleagues were there. At last, I could find out what was going on. I walked over to a colleague who over the years had become my best friend. "Hey, what's going on? My family's disappeared and there's nobody left in town," I asked him. He didn't answer. I stepped forward to face him, and discovered to my horror that his face and expression were detached exactly the same as my parents' in my dream. It couldn't be, was I trapped in a nightmare? I tried to talk to everyone, but they were all in the same state. My head hurt, my eyes hurt. I saw lights, and sounds filled my ears even though there was nothing here. Nothing alive. My vision began to narrow. Sounds began to blend together. Blackness. Emptiness. And finally, words I didn't have time to understand came to me for the last time. "The driver is dead, his head was torn off by the impact."

r/TwoSentenceHorror 1 min. ago AcrobaticTransition4 “My lower back hurt” I told the chiropractor Then I heard a snap and then all the pain has been permanently alleviated as i bent slumped over feeling nothing...

Mary had a little lamb It's fleece was white as snow, And everywhere that Mary went That lamb was sure to go. He followed her to school one day That was against the rules, It made the children laugh and play But soon they felt like fools. Mary’s corpse was in a room And oh, what a scene! The kids saw her coated in blood And regretted being mean. Soon the police arrived Stepped over Mary’s heart, And tried to ask everyone How she was ripped apart. But when nobody knew The origins of all the gore, The police decided That it was time to go hardcore. And so everyone was dragged To detectors so they can’t tell a lie But everybody refused to tell Why Mary had to die. Suspects were jailed everywhere Tom, Barb, and Sam Because not a single person knew The murderer was the lamb. June 21, 2017 hellofinah

‘Crying isn’t going to help’ by HonestRage She's gone, all because of him. Dead. He killed my wife. She'd still be here, if it's not for him. If only he could speak with reason; I could’ve let him live long enough to explain. But that was obviously not going to happen. After all, he was born just a few minutes ago...

r/TwoSentenceHorror 1 yr. ago normancrane I learnt my mum and dad were both proudly pro-choice parents. That's why, as I fatally strangled them with my umbilical cord, they must have respect my choice to not have parents.

Horror Short Story: The Accident In this horror short story, a man tries to cope with what he has done. Written by: Reddit user Minnboy Halverson sat in his dark living room. He hadn’t moved for over an hour. The accident earlier that evening kept playing over and over in his mind. The light turned red, but he was in a hurry and accelerated. An orange blur came from his right and in a split second there was a violent jolt, then the bicyclist rolled across his hood and fell out of sight on the pavement. Horns blared angrily and he panicked, stepping on the gas and screeching away from the chaos into the darkness, shaken and keeping an eye on his rearview mirror until he got home. Why did you run, you fool? He’d never committed a crime before this and punished himself by imagining years in jail, his career gone, his family gone, his future gone. Why not just go to the police right now? Then someone tapped on the front door and his world suddenly crumbled away beneath him. They found me. There was nothing he could do but answer it. Running would only make matters worse. Trembling, he got up, went to the door and opened it. A police officer stood under the porch light. “Mr. Halverson?” asked the grim officer. He let out a defeated sigh. “Yes. Let me —”I am terribly sorry, but I’m afraid I have some bad news. Your son’s bike was struck by a hit and run driver this evening. He died at the scene. I’m very sorry for your loss.

“I came home from a hard day of work only to find my girlfriend holding our child. I didn’t know which was more horrifying, seeing my dead girlfriend and child, or knowing someone put them there.” -Edwin Reifer

~ -creepypastastories- Monsters and Ghosts Monsters are real, also ghosts They live inside us And sometimes they win

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The Vanishing Hitch-Hiker Author: Jan Harold Brunvand This next eerie story is about a man driving home late in the night when he spots a girl asking for a hitchhike. The pretty girl is dressed in a beautiful white dress. The man offers her a ride and they strike up an interesting conversation. He drops the girl at her home. Next day, while driving for work he notices that the girl by accident has forgotten her sweater in his car. He drives towards her home to hand over the sweater. An old lady opens the door when he rings the bell. He narrates the incident which occurred last night and gives the sweater to the lady. The lady refuses to accept it, saying he is mistaken. The man is surprised and questions the lady again. He is dumbstruck and left in an unsettling situation when the lady says her daughter died in a car accident a couple of years ago.

As I played in the basement, Mother called me upstairs. From behind me, She whispered, ‘Don’t go up there.’ — CheckeredBag

Tuesday, March 31st, 2015 | I only go shopping at night The cashier swipes my items across the scanner as I stare at the floor. I find it easiest to get through my anxiety by avoiding eye contact with other people. That’s why I only go shopping at night fewer people to avoid. “Did you find everything okay?” she asks casually. “Mm-hmm,” I mumble to the floor. Her voice sounds nice. Pleasant. Curiosity wins over and I glance up. The cashier’s head is completely caved in on the left side. Probably a car accident. I snap my gaze back down towards the floor. After I pay she gives back my change in a hand so mangled I’m surprised it can hold anything at all. Thanking her, I grab my bags and turn towards the exit. Immediately I see a man looking through magazines at the store front. The skin on his face and hands is the consistency of a hot dog that fell into a campfire. Burn victim. I rush out the door as fast as I can. In my car I finally catch my breath as I lean my forehead on the steering wheel. Eventually I look up and see my familiar reflection in the rear-view mirror: my head is blown open in the back. Gunshot victim. Why did I ever wish for the power to see how people die? Credit to reddit user resistance1984

ᴬ ᶠʳⁱᵉⁿᵈ ⁽ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᶠᵃⁿᶠⁱᶜ⁾ pt. 2 “ᔆᵃⁿᵈʸ; ʷʰʸ ᵃʳᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ᵈᵒⁱⁿᵍ ʰᵉʳᵉ?” ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ˡᵉᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᑫᵘⁱʳʳᵉˡ ⁱⁿ ᵃˢ ˢʰᵉ ⁿᵒᵗⁱᶜᵉᵈ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᵒⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜᵒᵘᶜʰ ⁱⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ˡⁱᵛⁱⁿᵍ ʳᵒᵒᵐ‧ “ᴵˢ ⁱᵗ ᵃ ᵇᵃᵈ ᵗⁱᵐᵉ?” “ᴷᵃʳᵉⁿ’ˢ ᵇᵘˢʸ ᵐᵒⁿⁱᵗᵒʳⁱⁿᵍ ᶜᵒⁿˢᵗʳᵘᶜᵗⁱᵒⁿ ᵃᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜʰᵘᵐ ᵇᵘᶜᵏᵉᵗ ʷʰⁱˡˢᵗ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᵃⁿᵈ ˢᵖᵒᵗ ᶜʳᵃˢʰ ʰᵉʳᵉ!” ᴱˣᵖˡᵃⁱⁿᵉᵈ ˢᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉ ᵇᵒᵇ‧ “ᵂᵉˡˡ, ᴵ ʷᵃⁿᵗᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵈᵒ ˢᵒᵐᵉ ᶜᵒᵒˡ ˢᶜⁱᵉⁿᶜᵉ ʰᵉʳᵉ…” “ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ⁱˢ ᵃ ᵍᵒᵒᵈ ⁱⁿᵛᵉⁿᵗᵒʳ ʰⁱᵐˢᵉˡᶠ!” “ᵂᵉˡˡ ᵐᵒˢᵗ ᵒᶠ ᵐʸ ᵖʳᵒʲᵉᶜᵗˢ ᵉⁿᵈ ᵘᵖ ᶠᵃⁱˡⁱⁿᵍ…” ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ˢᵃⁱᵈ‧ “ᵂᵃⁿⁿᵃ ˢᵗᵃʸ ʰᵉʳᵉ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᔆᵃⁿᵈʸ ᵒʳ ᶜᵒᵐᵉ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵐᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵍᵉᵗ ˢᵒᵐᵉ ᶠᵒᵒᵈ?” ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᴮᵒᵇ ᵒᶠᶠᵉʳᵉᵈ‧ “ᴵ’ᵈ ʳᵃᵗʰᵉʳ ʲᵘˢᵗ ˢᵗᵃʸ ᵖᵘᵗ…” ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᵗʰᵉⁿᶜᵉ ˡᵉᶠᵗ‧ “ᴬⁿʸᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ ᶠᵘⁿ ʸᵒᵘ ᵈⁱᵈ ʰᵉʳᵉ?” ᴬˢᵏᵉᵈ ᔆᵃⁿᵈʸ‧ “ᵂʰʸ ʸᵒᵘ ʷᵃⁿⁿᵃ ᵏⁿᵒʷ ʷʰᵃᵗ ʷᵉ…” “ᴵ ʲᵘˢᵗ ᵏⁿᵒʷ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ʷⁱˡˡ ᵇᵉ ᵃᵇˡᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵐᵃᵏᵉ ᵃⁿʸᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ ʲᵒʸᶠᵘˡ” ᔆᵃⁿᵈʸ ᶜᵒⁿᶠⁱᵈᵉᵈ‧ “ᴼⁿᶜᵉ ʷʰᵉⁿ ʰᵒᵐᵉ ˢⁱᶜᵏ ᵐⁱˢˢⁱⁿᵍ ᵀᵉˣᵃˢ, ʰᵉ ᵗʰʳᵉʷ ᵐᵉ ᵃ ᶠᵘⁿ ˢᵘʳᵖʳⁱˢᵉ ᵀᵉˣᵃⁿ ᵗʰᵉᵐᵉᵈ ᵖᵃʳᵗʸ!” ᴮᵒᵗʰ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᵃⁿᵈ ᔆᵃⁿᵈʸ ʳᵉᵃˡⁱˢᵉ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᵐᵉᵃⁿˢ ʷᵉˡˡ, ᵉᵛᵉⁿ ⁱᶠ ᵗᵘʳⁿⁱⁿᵍ ᵒᵘᵗ ⁿᵒᵗ ˢᵒ ᵍʳᵉᵃᵗ ᵃᵗ ᵗⁱᵐᵉˢ‧ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᵗʰᵉⁿ ᵃʳʳⁱᵛᵉᵈ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ‧ “ᴵ’ᵛᵉ ˢᵒᵐᵉᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ ʸᵘᵐᵐʸ ᶠᵒʳ ʸᵒᵘ, ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ…” ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ˢᵐⁱˡᵉᵈ‧ “ᵂʰᵃᵗ’ᵈ ʸᵒᵘ ᵍᵉᵗ?” ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ʳᵉᵛᵉᵃˡˢ ᵃⁿ ʰᵒⁿᵉˢᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵍᵒᵒᵈⁿᵉˢˢ ᵏʳᵃᵇᵇʸ ᵖᵃᵗᵗʸ‧ “ᵂʰᵃᵗ‽” To be cont. Pt. 3

gιяℓ:∂σ уσυ ℓιкє αηуσηє؟ вσу:уєѕ. ι ℓσνє нєя мσяє тнαη тнє αιя ι вяєαтн gιяℓ: ωєℓℓ ι'м αℓωαуѕ нєяє ƒσя уσυ вσу: ι кησω gιяℓ: ωнαт'ѕ ωяσηg؟ вσу: ι ℓιкє нєя ѕσ мυ¢н gιяℓ: тαℓк тσ нєя вσу: ι ∂ση'т кησω, ѕнє ωσηт єνєη ℓιкє мє gιяℓ: ∂ση'т ѕαу тнαт уσυ'яє αмαzιηg вσу: ι ¢αη נυѕт тєℓℓ. gιяℓ: ωєℓℓ נυѕт тєℓℓ нєя вσу: ωнαт ѕнσυℓ∂ ι ѕαу؟ gιяℓ: тєℓℓ нєя нσω мυ¢н уσυ ℓιкє нєя вσу: ι тєℓℓ нєя ∂αιℓу gιяℓ: ωнαт ∂σ уσυ мєαη؟ вσу: ι'м αℓωαуѕ ωιтн нєя. ι ℓσνє нєя gιяℓ: ι кησω нσω уσυ ƒєєℓ. ι нανє тнє ѕαмє ρяσвℓєм вυт нє'ℓℓ ηєνєя ℓιкє мє вσу: ωαιт ωнσ ∂σ уσυ ℓιкє؟ gιяℓ: σн ѕσмє вσу вσу: σн...нσω ωιℓℓ ι кησω ѕнє ℓιкєѕ мє؟ gιяℓ:ι кησω ѕнє ∂σєѕ вσу: нσω ∂σ уσυ кησω؟ gιяℓ: вє¢αυѕє, ωнσ ωσυℓ∂η'т ℓιкє уσυ؟ вσу: уσυ! gιяℓ: уσυ'яє ωяσηg, ι ℓσνє уσυ вσу: ι ℓσνє уσυ тσσ gιяℓ: ѕσ αяє уσυ gσιηg тσ тαℓк тσ нєя؟ вσу: ι נυѕт ∂ι∂ ~●~●~●~●~●~●~●~●~●~●~●~●~●~●~●~●~●~●~●~●~●~●~●~● gιяℓ: ∂σ ι єνєя ¢яσѕѕ уσυя мιη∂ вσу: ησ gιяℓ: ∂σ уσυ ℓιкє мє؟ вσу: ησт яєαℓℓу gιяℓ: ∂σ уσυ ωαηт мє؟ вσу: ησ gιяℓ: ωσυℓ∂ уσυ ¢яу ιƒ ι ℓєƒт؟ вσу: ησ gιяℓ: ωσυℓ∂ уσυ ℓινє ƒσя мє؟ вσу: ησ gιяℓ: ωσυℓ∂ уσυ ∂σ αηутнιηg ƒσя мє؟ вσу: ησ gιяℓ: ¢нσσѕє--мє σя уσυя ℓιƒє вσу: му ℓιƒє тнє gιяℓ ιη ѕнσ¢к αη∂ ραιη αη∂ тнє вσу яυηѕ αƒтєя нєя ѕαуѕ... вσу: тнє яєαѕση уσυ ηєνєя ¢яσѕѕ му мιη∂ ιѕ вє¢αυѕє уσυ'яє αℓωαуѕ ση му мιη∂. тнє яєαѕση ωну ι ∂ση'т ℓιкє уσυ ιѕ вє¢αυѕє ι ℓσνє уσυ. тнє яєαѕση ι ∂ση'т ωαηт уσυ ιѕ вє¢αυѕє ι ηєє∂ уσυ. тнє яєαѕση ι ωσυℓ∂η'т ¢яу ιƒ уσυ ℓєƒт вє¢αυѕє ι ωσυℓ∂ ∂ιє ιƒ уσυ ℓєƒт. тнє яєαѕση ι ωσυℓ∂η'т ℓινє ƒσя уσυ ιѕ вє¢αυѕє ι ωσυℓ∂ ∂ιє ƒσя уσυ. тнє яєαѕση ι'м ησт ωιℓℓιηg тσ ∂σ αηутнιηg ƒσя уσυ вє¢αυѕє ι ∂σ єνєяутнιηg ƒσя уσυ. тнє яєαѕση ι ¢нσѕє му ℓιƒє ιѕ вє¢αυѕє уσυ αяє му ℓιƒє

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Feb 27th, 2015 cooking with your girlfriend justgirlythings

ᴬ ᶠʳⁱᵉⁿᵈ ⁽ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᶠᵃⁿᶠⁱᶜ⁾ pt. 1 ᴼⁿᶜᵉ ᵃᵍᵃⁱⁿ, ᵃ ᵐⁱˢʰᵃᵖ ᵈᵉˢᵗʳᵒʸᵉᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜʰᵘᵐ ᵇᵘᶜᵏᵉᵗ‧ ᔆᵒ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᵃⁿᵈ ˢᵖᵒᵗ ᵗʰᵘˢ ʷᵉʳᵉ ᵗᵒ ˢᵗᵃʸ ʷⁱᵗʰ ˢᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᵃⁿᵈ ᴳᵃʳʸ! ᴷᵃʳᵉⁿ ˢᵗᵃʸᵉᵈ ᵇᵉʰⁱⁿᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵒᵛᵉʳ ˢᵉᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ʳᵉⁿᵒᵛᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿˢ‧ ᴬᶠᵗᵉʳ ʷᵒʳᵏ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ˢᵃʷ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᵇᵉⁱⁿᵍ ᵒⁿᶜᵉ ᵃᵍᵃⁱⁿ ᵗᵃᵘⁿᵗᵉᵈ ᵇʸ ᴷʳᵃᵇˢ‧ “ᵂʰᵃˡᵉˢ ᵈᵒⁿ’ᵗ ᵉᵃᵗ ᵖᵉᵒᵖˡᵉ!” ᴾᵉᵃʳˡ ᵗʰᵉⁿ ʲᵘᵐᵖᵉᵈ ᵒⁿ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ, ʰᵉʳ ᵈᵃᵈ ᵍⁱᵛⁱⁿᵍ ʰᵉʳ ˢᵒᵐᵉ ᵐᵒⁿᵉʸ‧ ᔆᵉᵉⁱⁿᵍ ˢᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ, ᴷʳᵃᵇˢ ᵗᵒᵒᵏ ᵖᵉᵃʳˡ ʰᵒᵐᵉ ᵃˢ ˢᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ʰᵉˡᵖᵉᵈ ᵖˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ‧ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ʳᵃⁿ ᵃˡˡ ᵗʰᵉ ʷᵃʸ ᵗᵒ ˢᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇˢ ʰᵒᵘˢᵉ, ˢᵖᵒᵗ ⁱⁿ ᵗᵒʷ‧ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᶠᵒˡˡᵒʷˢ ᵇᵒᵗʰ ᵇᵉⁱⁿᵍ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵒᶠ ᵇʳᵉᵃᵗʰ‧ “ᴴᵉʸ, ʷᵉ’ʳᵉ ᵍᵒⁿᵉ ⁿᵒʷ!” ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᶜᵒᵃˣᵉᵈ‧ ᔆᵖᵒᵗ ʷʰⁱᵐᵖᵉʳˢ ˢᵉᵉⁱⁿᵍ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ˢᵒ ᵘᵖˢᵉᵗ‧ “ᴵ ᵖʳᵒᵐⁱˢᵉ ⁿᵒ ʷʰᵃˡᵉ ᵐᵘˢᵗ ʰᵃʳᵐ ʸᵒᵘ! ᴵ’ˡˡ ⁿᵒᵗ ˡᵉᵗ ⁱᵗ ʰᵃᵖᵖᵉⁿ!” ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ˢᵃᵗ ʷⁱᵗʰ ʰⁱᵐ ᵒⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜᵒᵘᶜʰ‧ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᶜᵒˡˡᵃᵖˢᵉᵈ ⁱⁿ ᵗᵉᵃʳˢ ᵒⁿ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᴮᵒᵇˢ ˡᵃᵖ‧ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᴮᵒᵇ ʰᵘᵍᵍᵉᵈ ʰⁱᵐ ᵘⁿᵗⁱˡ ʰᵉ ʷᵃˢ ᵗᵒ ᵉˣʰᵃᵘˢᵗᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ˢʰᵉᵈ ᵐᵒʳᵉ ᵗᵉᵃʳˢ‧ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᵐᵃʸ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵒᵘᵗʷᵃʳᵈˡʸ ᵃᵈᵐⁱᵗ ⁱᵗ, ᵇᵘᵗ ʰᵉ ˡⁱᵏᵉᵈ ʰᵃᵛⁱⁿᵍ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᶜᵒᵐᶠᵒʳᵗ ʰⁱᵐ‧ ᴱᵛᵉⁿ ʷʰᵉⁿ ʰᵉ ᵈᵒᶻᵉᵈ ᵒᶠᶠ ᵗʰᵉʸ ˢᵗⁱˡˡ ᵉᵐᵇʳᵃᶜᵉᵈ‧ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᵈⁱᵈⁿ’ᵗ ᵐᵒᵛᵉ ˢᵒ ᵃˢ ᵗᵒ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵈⁱˢᵗᵘʳᵇ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ‧ ᴴᵉ ᵗʰᵒᵘᵍʰᵗ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ʷʰᵃᵗ ʰᵉ ᶜᵒᵘˡᵈ ᵈᵒ ᶠᵒʳ ʰⁱᵐ ᵒⁿᶜᵉ ʰᵉ ᵃʷᵃᵏᵉˢ‧ ᴴᵉ ᵃˡˢᵒ ʳᵉᵐᵉᵐᵇᵉʳᵉᵈ ᴹʳ‧ ᴷʳᵃᵇˢ ᶜʳᵒˢˢⁱⁿᵍ ᵗʰᵉ ˡⁱⁿᵉ ʷʰᵉⁿ ˢᶜᵃʳⁱⁿᵍ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ‧ “ᴹᵘˢᵗ’ᵛᵉ ᵗⁱʳᵉᵈ ʸᵒᵘ ᵒᵘᵗ…” ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ˢᵃⁱᵈ ʷʰⁱˡˢᵗ ʰᵉ ʳᵉᵐᵃⁱⁿᵉᵈ ᶜᵒᵐᵖˡᵉᵗᵉˡʸ ᵃˢˡᵉᵉᵖ‧ ᔆᵖᵒᵗ ᵃⁿᵈ ᴳᵃʳʸ ʷᵉʳᵉ ˢʰᵃʳⁱⁿᵍ ᵃ ᵗᵒʸ ʷʰᵉⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ᵈᵒᵒʳᵇᵉˡˡ ʲᵃʳʳᵉᵈ ᵃˡˡ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉᵐ‧ ᔆᵗⁱʳʳⁱⁿᵍ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ʰⁱˢ ᵈᵉᵉᵖ ˢˡᵉᵉᵖ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᵗᵉⁿˢᵉᵈ ᵘᵖ‧ “ᴵ’ˡˡ ᵍᵒ ᶜʰᵉᶜᵏ ʷʰᵒ’ˢ ᵃᵗ ᵐʸ ᵈᵒᵒʳ…” ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉ ᵇᵒᵇ ˢᵃⁱᵈ, ʰᵉˡᵖⁱⁿᵍ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ˢⁱᵗ ˢᵗʳᵃⁱᵍʰᵗ‧ “ᔆᵃⁿᵈʸ; ʷʰᵃᵗ ᵃʳᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ʰᵉʳᵉ?” to be cont. pt. 2

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Horror Confessions @Horror_Fessions "When I was 8 I would hear what seemed like a younger girl calling for me in my back yard, my mom decided to ask around to see if any young boys had the same name as I did, turns out 8 years prior, a girl and her brother with the same name as I were murdered in a courtyard behind our house."

‘Ylim3’ By IPostAtMidnight I've found her name in the wet cement, written in remembrance. Little Emily vanished last year. Now they’re pouring new sidewalks in my neighbourhood, and I’ve found her name in the wet cement, written in remembrance. But it was written in reverse. And from below.

“I woke up in a joyful mood and went to my mirror with a smile on my face; only, my reflection wasn’t smiling back at me.” -Aubrey Lichtfield

“I woke up in the middle of the night to use the bathroom. As I stood in- front of the mirror, there was no one staring back at me.” -Lucas Smelser

Mother Warned Me Mother always warned me not to cross the street. Mother warned me about those types of things. She said bad men would kidnap me, take me away. I guess she was right, in a way. I crossed one day, because I was never a good child, and several men came out and picked me up and asked me many questions. I don’t know why she never wanted me to cross the street. All the men wore blue and had badges. I don’t know why they put silver bracelets on Mother. I don’t know why Mother attempted to bite one of them. I don’t know a lot of things, I suppose. And years later, I’ll never know why she made me call her Mother.

‘A Message From Your Personal Demons’ By MrGarm “I am the worst of your demons, but you see me as a friend.” Hello, my dear. You do not know who I am, but I know you. I am one of the three demons that were assigned to you at birth. You see, some people in this world are destined for greatness, destined to live happy, fulfilling lives. You, I am afraid, are not one of those people, and it is our job to make sure of that. Who are we? Oh yes, of course, how rude of me. Allow me to introduce us: Shame is my younger brother, the demon on your left shoulder. Shame tells you that you’re a freak; that those thoughts you have are not normal; that you will never fit in. Shame whispered into your ear when your mother found you playing with yourself as a child. Shame is the one who makes you hate yourself. Fear sits on your right shoulder. He is my older brother, as old as life itself. Fear fills every dark corner with monsters, and turns every stranger on a dark street into a murderer. Fear stops you from telling your crush how you feel. He tells you it is better not to try than to let people see you fail. Fear makes you build your prison. Who am I, then? I am the worst of your demons, but you see me as a friend. You turn to me when you have nothing else because I live in your heart. I am the one who forces you to endure. The one who prolongs your torment. Sincerely, Hope.

I thought telling the genie “I want to live forever” But the universe went dark 3 billion years ago by douggold11

The End From Redditor u/MrCookieCutter: For the first time in recorded history, no humans died today. Granted, that's because the last one died yesterday.

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→ ƒяιєη∂ѕнιρ ιѕ ναѕт ℓιкє υηινєяѕє. ∂єєρ ℓιкє σ¢єαη. нιgн ℓιкє ѕку. ѕтяσηg ℓιкє ιяση. кιη∂ ℓιкє мσтнєя. ¢υтє ℓιкє мє.

→ α ƒяιєη∂ gινєѕ нσρє ωнєη ℓιƒє ιѕ ℓσω, α ƒяιєη∂ ιѕ α ρℓα¢є ωнєη уσυ нανє ησωнєяє тσ gσ, α ƒяιєη∂ ιѕ нσηєѕт, α ƒяιєη∂ ιѕ тяυє. α ƒяιєη∂ ιѕ ρяє¢ισυѕ α ƒяιєη∂ ιѕ υ.

ROMANTIC RELATIONSHIPS ! 💘 friends to lovers ❣️ enemies to lovers 💜 love at first sight 💙 slow burn 💚 skinny love 💔 exes to lovers again 🖤 on again , off again familial relationships ! 🌼 older sibling 🌺 younger sibling 👭 twins 🌻 friends like siblings 🍃 cousins 🌵 parental friend relationships ! ☀️ best friends 🌦 enemies to friends 🌈 friends since childhood ⛅️ friends of circumstance ☁️ school friends 🌩 friends from traumatic experıences enemy relationships ! 🔪 friends to enemies 💣 stole something from my muse 🔦 stole something from your muse 🗡 bullied my muse 🔫 bullied your muse ⚔️ family feud 🛠 feud between mutual friends ❌ guilty by association

ᴬ ᶠʳⁱᵉⁿᵈ ⁽ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᶠᵃⁿᶠⁱᶜ⁾ pt. 3 finale “ᵂʰᵃᵗ’ᵈ ʸᵒᵘ ᵍᵉᵗ?” ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ʳᵉᵛᵉᵃˡˢ ᵃⁿ ʰᵒⁿᵉˢᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵍᵒᵒᵈⁿᵉˢˢ ᵏʳᵃᵇᵇʸ ᵖᵃᵗᵗʸ‧ “ᵂʰᵃᵗ‽ ᵂʰʸ…” “ᔆᵃⁿᵈʸ ᶜᵃⁿ ᴵ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᵃ ᵗᵃˡᵏ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᵃˡᵒⁿᵉ?” “ᴵ ᵍᵒᵗᵗᵃ ᵇᵉ ʰᵉᵃᵈⁱⁿᵍ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ ᵃⁿʸ ʰᵒʷ…” ᔆᵃⁿᵈʸ ˢᵐⁱˡᵉᵈ ᵃⁿᵈ ˡᵉᶠᵗ‧ “ᴺᵒᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵐᵃᵏᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ᵘⁿᶜᵒᵐᶠᵒʳᵗᵃᵇˡᵉ ᵇᵘᵗ ʰᵒʷ ᵈᵒ ʷʰᵃˡᵉˢ ᵇᵒᵗʰᵉʳ ʸᵒᵘ? ᴵ ᵘⁿᵈᵉʳˢᵗᵃⁿᵈ ⁱᶠ ʸᵒᵘ…” “ᴵ’ᵛᵉ ˡᵒˢᵗ ᶠᵃᵐⁱˡʸ ᵐᵉᵐᵇᵉʳˢ ᵗᵒ ʷʰᵃˡᵉˢ, ʳⁱᵍʰᵗ ⁱⁿ ᶠʳᵒⁿᵗ ᵒᶠ ᵐᵉ! ᴵ ᵈᵒⁿ’ᵗ ʷᵃⁿᵗ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵖⁱᵗʸ ᶜʰᵃʳⁱᵗʸ, ᵇᵘᵗ ᵗʰᵃⁿᵏˢ ᶠᵒʳ ᵗʰᵉ ˢʸᵐᵖᵃᵗʰʸ…” “ʸᵒᵘ ᶜʳⁱᵉᵈ ʸᵒᵘʳˢᵉˡᶠ ᵗᵒ ˢˡᵉᵉᵖ ᵇᵉᶠᵒʳᵉ ᔆᵃⁿᵈʸ ᶜᵃᵐᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ⁱᵗ ʲᵘˢᵗ ᵇʳᵒᵏᵉ ᵐʸ ʰᵉᵃʳᵗ‧ ᴺᵒʷ, ᴵ’ᵐ ˡᵒʸᵃˡ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ᴷʳᵘˢᵗʸ ᴷʳᵃᵇ ᵗⁱˡ ᵗʰᵉ ᵉⁿᵈ ᵇᵘᵗ ᴵ ⁿᵉᵛᵉʳ ᵏⁿᵉʷ ᵐʸ ᵇᵒˢˢ ʰᵃᵈ ⁱᵗ ⁱⁿ ʰⁱᵐ ᵗᵒ ᵈᵒ ˢᵘᶜʰ ᵃ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ!” ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉ ᵇᵒᵇ ʷⁱᵖᵉᵈ ᵃʷᵃʸ ᵃ ᵗᵉᵃʳ‧ “ᴵ’ᵐ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵃˡˡᵒʷᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵈⁱᵛᵘˡᵍᵉ ⁿᵒʳ ᵉᵛᵉⁿ ᵐᵉᵐᵒʳⁱˢᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜᵒᵐᵖᵒⁿᵉⁿᵗˢ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ᵇᵉˡᵒᵛᵉᵈ ᵖᵃᵗᵗʸ ᵇᵘᵗ ⁱᵗ’ᵈ ᵇᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵃᵈ ᶠᵒʳ ᵇᵘˢⁱⁿᵉˢˢ ⁱᶠ ʸᵒᵘ ˢᵒᵐᵉʰᵒʷ ˢᵘᵖᵖᵒˢᵉᵈˡʸ ᵒⁿ ᵃᶜᶜⁱᵈᵉⁿᵗᵃˡˡʸ ᵍᵒᵗ ᵃ ʰᵒˡᵈ ᵒᶠ ⁱᵗ…” ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ˢᵐⁱʳᵏᵉᵈ‧ ᴵᵗ’ˢ ᵃⁿ ᵉᵐᵒᵗⁱᵒⁿᵃˡ ʳᵉᵛᵉᵃˡ… ᶠˡᵒᵘʳ ᴮᵃʳⁿᵃᶜˡᵉ ᔆʰᵃᵛⁱⁿᵍˢ ᶠᵒʳ ᶜᵃˡᶜⁱᵘᵐ ᔆᵃˡᵗ ᵀᵘʳᵐᵉʳⁱᶜ ᴿᵉᵈ ᴬˡᵍᵃᵉ ᔆᵉᵃʷᵉᵉᵈ ᴾᵃˢᵗᵉ ᴮʳᵒᵃᵈ ᴮᵉᵃⁿ ᶜʰᵒᵖᵖᵉᵈ ᔆᵉᵃ ᴼⁿⁱᵒⁿˢ ᴮʳᵉᵃᵈ ᶜʳᵘᵐᵇˢ ᶠᵒʳ ˢʰᵃᵖᵉ ᴸⁱᑫᵘⁱᵈ ᔆᵐᵒᵏᵉ ᶜʰⁱˡⁱ ᴾᵉᵖᵖᵉʳ‧ ᴺᵒᵇᵒᵈʸ ᵉᵛᵉʳ ˢᵃʷ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ˢᵒ ʰᵃᵖᵖʸ‧‧ The End

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White Lie I'm the last one here. Those things have killed everyone else. Those things with the huge wings, with the beady eyes, with the sharp claws....every time I close my eyes see my coworkers being ripped apart. A few of us made it to the building here, but even here we aren't safe. I watched them get picked off one by one, screaming as they fought against death. I tried to stop it I swear I did I tried... Now I'm running through the building to the main power center. With no one else to ask, I'm tasked with pressing one of these buttons. Either will press the red button, or the green button. Supposedly, one button will turn the power doors back on, protecting us from whatever that shrieking, hungry, and angry...thing is outside. That's the red button. The other button is green and opens the opposite side power door, and I can only imagine what might be out there. Why had I agreed to come and research in this lab? I think as I run, hearing the screeches behind me. Oh .... Why did I lie on my application? Why didn't I admit I was color blind?

r/TwoSentenceHorror 2 hr. ago villianrules After taking the ancestry test I discovered that I was related to a serial killer. It makes me so proud of continuing the legacy.

r/TwoSentenceHorror 3 hr. ago masiakasaurus On the last day I told my double, "only one of us be coming out alive." And I tied his umbilical cord around his neck.

r/TwoSentenceHorror 3 hr. ago SadiqUddin I came out of the shower and I saw a burglar standing over the bodies of my family. I couldn't just let him get away, he's seen too much.

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All I saw was red ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ↓ˢᶜʳᵒˡˡ ᶠᵒʳ ˢᵗᵒʳʸ↓ I check into small hotel some kilometres away. It is late. I am tired. I tell woman at desk I want a room. She tells me room number and give key. “But one more thing, comrade; there is one room without number and always lock. Don’t even peek in there.” I take key and go to room to sleep. Night comes and I hear trickling of water. It comes from the room across. I cannot sleep so I open door. It is coming from room with no number. I pound on door. No response. I look in keyhole. I see nothing except red. Water still trickling. I go down to front desk to complain. “By the way who is in that room?” She look at me and begin to tell story. There was woman in there. M*rdered by her husband. Skin all white, except her eyes, which were red..

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Go to TwoSentenceHorror r/TwoSentenceHorror 3 hr. ago GraceTheGreat666 I asked the genie to show what I look like a year from now. I found myself staring at a gravestone with my name on it.

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Go to TwoSentenceHorror r/TwoSentenceHorror 4 days ago Turds_Unlimited Ten armed men entered my home! Wait, there were two of them...

What’s in the basement? ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ↓ˢᶜʳᵒˡˡ ᶠᵒʳ ˢᵗᵒʳʸ↓ Mommy told me never to go in the basement, but I wanted to see what was making that noise. It kind of sounded like a puppy, and I wanted to see the puppy, so I opened the basement door and tiptoed down a bit. I didn’t see a puppy, and then Mommy yanked me out of the basement and yelled at me. Mommy had never yelled at me before, and it made me sad and I cried. Then Mommy told me never to go into the basement again, and she gave me a cookie. That made me feel better, so I didn’t ask her why the boy in the basement was making noises like a puppy, or why he had no hands or feet.

The Answers As I lived my life, I had always pondered on the mysteries of the universe. I wondered what it all meant, why we were all here, and what lie beyond. That was the reason I became a scientist. I slaved over my work trying to unlock the unknown whole of creation. Always fighting a never ending battle to seek answers for life's greatest questions. Then, when my life came to an end from an untimely accident, I found myself standing on the precipice to eternity. In the seemingly infinite chasm of darkness, a voice called out a question to me... "Shall all of the answers be revealed to you, or will you swim the sea of creation in unknowing bliss?" "Please... Show me the answers I have tirelessly searched for and still seek!" "Very well..." A sudden emergence of a blinding light bathed me, and I was brought into the entirety of knowledge kicking and screaming. That was almost two years ago... Today I lay in my playpen attempting my last ditch efforts at telling my new Mom and Dad what I know, but all they see, and all they've seen for months, is a child at play, talking gibberish. My urgency grows and the fear begins to consume my mind as I realize... the better I get at communicating with them, the more of what I know fades from my memory.

Pretending to be asleep doesn’t work ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ↓ˢᶜʳᵒˡˡ ᶠᵒʳ ˢᵗᵒʳʸ↓ A young boy is sleeping in his bed on a usual night. He hears footsteps outside his door, and peeks out of his eyes to see what is happening. His door swings open quietly to reveal a mvrderer carrying the bødies of his parents. After silently propping them up on a chair, he writes something on the wall in the bløød of the déád bødies. He then hides under the child's bed... The child is scared beyond relief. He can’t read the writing on the wall and he knows the man is under his bed. Like any child, he pretends that he slept through the whole thing and hasn’t awoken yet. He lays still as the bodies, quietly hearing the breathing from under the bed... An hour passes, and his eyes are adjusting more and more to the darkness. He tries to make out the words, but it’s a struggle. He gasps when he finally makes out the sentence... “I know you’re awake”. He senses something shift underneath his bed...

ᴳᵒᵒᶠʸ ᴳᵒᵒᵇᵉʳˢ pt. 3 ⁽ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᴮᵒᵇ ᶠᵃⁿᶠⁱᶜ⁾ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ʷᵒʳᵏᵉᵈ ʷʰᵉⁿ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ˢʰᵒʷᵉᵈ ᵘᵖ⸴ ˢᵗᵃʳᵗˡⁱⁿᵍ ʰⁱᵐ‧ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉ ᵇᵒᵇ ᵍᵒᵗ ⁿᵉʳᵛᵒᵘˢ⸴ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵏⁿᵒʷⁱⁿᵍ ʷʰᵃᵗ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ʳᵉᵐᵉᵐᵇᵉʳᵉᵈ‧ "ᴵ'ᵐ ᵒᶠᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜˡᵒᶜᵏ ᵏⁱᵈ⸴ ᵇᵘᵗ ᴵ ʷᵃⁿⁿᵃ ˢᵖᵉᵃᵏ ʷⁱᵗʰ ʸᵒᵘ‧ ᴬˡᵒⁿᵉ‧" "ᴼʰ⸴ ˢᵘʳᵉ‧‧‧" ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᶠᵒˡˡᵒʷᵉᵈ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᵒᵘᵗ⸴ ˢᵉᵉⁱⁿᵍ ʰⁱᵐ ᵃᶜᵗ ᵐᵒʳᵉ ˡⁱᵏᵉ ʰⁱᵐˢᵉˡᶠ‧ "ᴵ'ᵐ ⁿᵒᵗ ˡᵒᵒᵏⁱⁿᵍ ᵗᵒ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᵃ ʰᵉᵃʳᵗ ᵗᵒ ʰᵉᵃʳᵗ ᵐᵒᵐᵉⁿᵗ; ᴵ ʲᵘˢᵗ ᵐⁱᵍʰᵗ ᵃˢ ʷᵉˡˡ ᵍᵉᵗ ⁱᵗ ᵒᵛᵉʳʷⁱᵗʰ‧ ᴵ'ᵐ ᵒⁿˡʸ ᵍᵒⁿⁿᵃ ˢᵃʸ ⁱᵗ ᵒⁿᶜᵉ; ᴵ'ᵐ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵍᵒⁿⁿᵃ ˢᵃʸ ⁱᵗ ᵃᵍᵃⁱⁿ⸴ ᵇᵘᵗ ᴵ ʷᵃⁿⁿᵃ ᵃᵖᵒˡᵒᵍⁱˢᵉ ⁱᶠ ᴵ ᵈⁱᵈ ᵃⁿʸᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ‧‧‧" "ʸᵒᵘ ᵈᵒⁿ'ᵗ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᵗᵒ‧‧‧" "ᴵ'ᵐ ⁿᵒᵗ ᶠⁱⁿⁱˢʰᵉᵈ! ᴺᵒʷ⸴ ᴵ ᶜᵃᵐᵉ ᵗᵒ ˢᵃʸ ᴵ ᵈᵒⁿ'ᵗ ʳᵉᶜᵃˡˡ ᵃᶠᵗᵉʳ ᵗʰᵉ ᵍᵒᵒᶠʸ ᵍᵒᵒᵇᵉʳˢ ʷʰᵃᵗ ʰᵃᵖᵖᵉⁿᵉᵈ; ʰᵒᵖᵉᶠᵘˡˡʸ ᴵ ᵈⁱᵈⁿ'ᵗ ᵈᵒ ᵃⁿʸᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ ᵗᵒ ᵉᵐᵇᵃʳʳᵃˢˢⁱⁿᵍ ᵒʳ ʷʰᵃᵗᵉᵛᵉʳ ˡᵃˢᵗ ⁿⁱᵍʰᵗ‧‧‧" ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ˢʰⁱᶠᵗᵉᵈ‧ "ᴷⁱᵈ ᵗᵉˡˡ ᵐᵉ ᴵ‧‧‧" "ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ⁱᵗ'ˢ ᶠⁱⁿᵉ! ᴹᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ᴾᵃᵗʳⁱᶜᵏ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ʰᵃᵈ ᵒᵘʳ ᵒʷⁿ ᶠᵃⁱʳ ˢʰᵃʳᵉ ᵒᶠ ᵐᵒᵐᵉⁿᵗˢ ᵃᶠᵗᵉʳ ᵗʰᵉ ᵗʳⁱᵖˡᵉ ᵍᵒᵒᵇᵉʳ ᵇᵉʳʳʸ ˢᵘⁿʳⁱˢᵉ‧ ᴬˢ ᵃ ᵐᵃᵗᵗᵉʳ ᵒᶠ ᶠᵃᶜᵗ⸴ ᴵ ᵈᵒⁿ'ᵗ ᵇˡᵃᵐᵉ ʸᵒᵘ! ᴺᵒᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵐᵉⁿᵗⁱᵒⁿ ʸᵒᵘ ʷᵉⁿᵗ ᶠᵒʳ ˢᵉᶜᵒⁿᵈˢ‧‧‧" "ᴵ‧‧‧" "ʸᵒᵘ ᵈᵒⁿ'ᵗ ⁿᵉᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ʷᵒʳʳʸ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ! ᴵ ᵏⁿᵒʷ ʸᵒᵘ'ᵈ ⁿᵉᵛᵉʳ ᵇᵉ ᵒⁿᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵃˢᵏ ᶠᵒʳ ᵐʸ ᶠʳⁱᵉⁿᵈˢʰⁱᵖ‧ ᴵ ᵈⁱᵈ ᵗᵉˡˡ ᴷᵃʳᵉⁿ ʷʰᵃᵗ ʷᵉⁿᵗ ᵈᵒʷⁿ ᵃᵗ ᵍᵒᵒᶠʸ ᵍᵒᵒᵇᵉʳˢ⸴ ᵇᵘᵗ ᴵ ᵈⁱᵈⁿ'ᵗ ᵗᵉˡˡ ʰᵉʳ ʷʰᵃᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ˢᵃⁱᵈ ᵃˢ ᴵ ᵗᵘᶜᵏᵉᵈ ʸᵒᵘ ⁱⁿ‧‧‧" "ᔆʷᵉᵉᵗ ⁿᵉᵖᵗᵘⁿᵉ⸴ ᴵ'ᵐ ᵃᶠʳᵃⁱᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵃˢᵏ‧‧‧" ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ˡᵒᵒᵏᵉᵈ ᵃʷᵃʸ‧ "ᴼʰ ʲᵘˢᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵗᵉˡˡ ʸᵒᵘ ᵃ ˢᵗᵒʳʸ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ᵒᵘʳ ᶠʳⁱᵉⁿᵈˢʰⁱᵖ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵇᵉⁱⁿᵍ ᵇᵉˢᵗ ᶠʳⁱᵉⁿᵈˢ ᵇᵉᶠᵒʳᵉ ᶠᵃˡˡⁱⁿᵍ ᵃˢˡᵉᵉᵖ‧ ᴵ ʷᵒⁿ'ᵗ ᵗᵉˡˡ; ᵐʸ ˡⁱᵖˢ ᵃʳᵉ ˢᵉᵃˡᵉᵈ!" ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ˡᵃᵘᵍʰᵉᵈ‧ "ᴰᵒⁿ'ᵗ ˡᵃᵘᵍʰ ᵃᵗ ᵐᵉ ᵇᵘᵗ ᵗʰᵃⁿᵏˢ‧‧‧" ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᵍʳᵘᵐᵇˡᵉᵈ‧ End finale

misscrazyfangirl321 Characters that have never experienced affection before, or haven't experienced it in a long time, finally getting to experience it? Top tier. Said character freezing up for a second, not really knowing how to respond, but not wanting it to stop? T o p t i e r. Said character trying to clumsily return the affection in their own way, because this is Good and they don't want it to stop? T O P T I E R.

˚　　　　✦　　.　　. 　  ˚　　 . ✦　 ˚　 . ✦　 ˚　. i love kind people so much, thank you for existing ♡ ˚　　　　✦　　.　　. 　  ˚　　 . ✦　 ˚　 . ✦　 ˚　.

September 8, 2013 Good Friends Care For Each Other, Close Friends Understand Each Other, But TRUE FRIENDS Stay Forever... Beyond Words, Beyond Distance, Beyond Time.

If you love something let it go, If it comes back to you it's yours, If it doesn't, it never was, and it's not meant to be. May 6, 2014

ℍ𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕒 𝕘𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕥 𝕕𝕒𝕪 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪𝕠𝕟𝕖!!!!!! 𝕊𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕙𝕦𝕞𝕡 𝕕𝕒𝕪 𝕝𝕒𝕦𝕘𝕙𝕥𝕖𝕣!!!!

Terms for the Mvrder of Loved Ones Amicicide: of one’s friend (amicus - friend) Avunculicide: of one’s uncle (avunculus - maternal uncle) Familicide: of one’s family (spouse and children) (familia - family) Filicide: of one’s daughter or son (filia - daughter; filius - son) Fratricide: of one’s brother (or sibling) (frater - brother; fratrem - sibling) Mariticide: of one’s husband (or spouse) (maritus - husband, spouse) Matricide: of one’s mother (mater - mother) Neonaticide: of one’s newborn child (neo - new; natus - born) Patricide: of one’s father (pater - father) Prolicide: of one’s offspring (proles - offspring) Senicide: of one’s elder (senes - elderly; senex - old man) Sororicide: of one’s sister (soror - sister) Uxoricide: of one’s wife (uxor - wife, spouse) Amiticide: of one’s aunt (amita - paternal aunt) Aniclicide: of one’s female elder (anicla - old woman) Avicide: of one’s grandparent (avia - grandmother; avus - grandfather) Conjicide: of one’s spouse (conjux, coniux - spouse, husband, wife) Nepticide: of one’s niece (nepti - niece)

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫: :¨ ·.· ¨: ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ `· . ꔫ To all the people who had a rough day, week or month, remember to focus on what you can control, you are enough and you deserve all your desires♡

i turned to the guy who k1lled my wife ✨ He cried so desperately, scared for what was to come. If only he had talked to me and tried to reason, maybe I could have spared him. But that was impossible. After all, he was born just a few moments ago...

America’s Top 5 Spooky Spots for Horror Enthusiasts February 17, 2024 / Strange and Unexplained / 4 minutes of reading Estimated reading time — 3 minutes How many times have you tried to find a place in the US that will raise your hair up and fill you with adrenaline? If you’re the kind of person who loves to take part in horror adventures, then you should know that America is full of spooky places, like dark cemeteries, abandoned mansions, and dark towns. The only thing you’ve left to do to satisfy your horror cravings is to choose the most suitable one for your needs and plan your next trip. The 5 spooky places in America that we’re about to list and discuss will indeed fascinate every horror enthusiast. Table of Contents 1. Bonaventure Cemetery 2. Lemp Mansion 3. Bally’s Resort and Casino 4. Gettysburg National Military Park 5. Clinton Road Final Thoughts 1. Bonaventure Cemetery At first glance, you might think that Bonaventure is just another cemetery that might attract horror lovers at times. But trust us, you actually need to prepare yourself before you see the centuries-old tombstones that surround this historic site in Savannah, Georgia. Bonaventure Cemetery is an ancient, historic district that was once a privately owned cemetery. Even though this site attracts tourists with its beautiful nature and architecture, to this day, multiple people have reported unusual occurrences, such as the sounds of children and barking dogs, even when no one is around. As visitors claim, you should definitely consider going around the graves of Gracie Watson or Kehoe House – children who died in the 19th century but whose ghosts never left the Bonaventure Cemetery. 2. Lemp Mansion Besides cemeteries and battlefields, you can find numerous mansions and old houses in America that are considered haunted. Lemp Mansion in St. Louis, MO, is one of those mansions that still fascinates visitors with its eerie atmosphere. The main reason why this house is considered haunted is the history behind it – the tragic death of the Lemp family over 60 years ago. Almost a century ago, Lemps were important figures in the brewing industry. In the 1920s, the business began to decline. Not surprisingly for that period, this downturn made a few family members commit suicide. The first one among them was William Lemp who was followed by his son Billy. His brother, Charles, did the same later, along with a 13-year-old physically and mentally disabled brother. Today, Lemp Mansion is an inn and a restaurant and its visitors sometimes encounter the spirits of these 4 dead members of the Lemp family. 3. Bally’s Resort and Casino If someone asks you to name some of the most popular attractions in Las Vegas, chances are that you’ll name Bally’s Resort and Casino if you’ve ever gambled in this building. Everyone knows that Las Vegas is full of casinos and entertainment venues. But it turns out that horror enthusiasts either take pleasure in playing thrilling real casino games online or gamble at physical casinos that have a reputation for being haunted. Bally’s Resort and Casino is one of those haunted places in America. This casino was initially known as MGM Grand in the 1970s and attracted wealthy people from all over the US. But this was before a terrible incident happened – in 1980, faulty wiring started a fire in the building, which resulted in the deaths of 80 individuals. Today, visitors to this casino claim that from time to time they hear spooky noises and notice the spirits of the people who died on that day. That’s why Bally’s Resort and Casino is considered haunted. 4. Gettysburg National Military Park Considering the number of people who died at the Battle of Gettysburg during the American Civil War, it’s not really surprising that the National Military Park of Gettysburg is said to be haunted by the ghosts of soldiers. As a matter of fact, the Gettysburg National Military Park consists of numerous spots where paranormal activities occasionally take place. For example, there, you might encounter three disembodied heads. These hands belong to Confederate soldiers who died tragically on the battlefield. But other than these figures, sometimes you can even hear gunfire, shouts, and even the cries of wounded men. 5. Clinton Road One more scary place in America that usually fascinates horror lovers of various preferences is Clinton Road in West Milford, New Jersey. It’s a 10-mile-long road that isn’t anything special at first glance. However, the legend says that if you decide to race on this road, chances are that you won’t escape evil spirits and phantom headlights. Even more exciting about this haunted place is the rumor that after throwing a coin into the bridge at midnight, someone will throw this coin back at you. It’s hard to decide whether it’s true or not, but if you dare to explore this place, throwing a coin is worth it. Just remember to do it exactly at midnight. Final Thoughts It wasn’t easy for us to choose only 5 haunted spots for horror enthusiasts who plan their ghost-haunting trip in America. But at least, now you have a starting point for your adventure. Just keep in mind that although you might consider yourself brave enough to explore these eerie locations, we don’t recommend going to those spooky places alone. Who knows, maybe those ghosts are actually waiting for a brave person who can become a part of their company.

Date: 15/12/22 Support Tips: Preparation: in order to best prepare some actions might include ~ Considering your sensory needs- pack a bag with sensory aids such as headphones, earplugs, coloured glasses, stim tools, comfort items and so on to support your comfort whilst at your appointment. Considering your communication needs- perhaps take a trusted friend or family member to support with verbal communication, a hospital passport that you can share with staff or notes including scripted comments or responses that you can refer to during the appointment to support with or replace verbal speech. Wear suitable clothing that can be easily taken on and off. To minimise uncertainty, research what is involved in the procedure before attending so that you have a good idea what to expect. Write out a list of questions to avoid relying on memory during a potentially stressful experience. Plan your travel route in advance and leave plenty of time to get to your appointment to minimise anxiety and allow time to adjust to the environment upon arrival. Engage in calming, grounding techniques prior to the appointment start time. During: whilst at the appointment it may be helpful to ~ Ask for the nurse practitioner to talk you through the procedure in full before it commences, preferably with use of images or demonstrations with relevant equipment. Be open about which aspects of the experience you might struggle with as an Autistic person and request particular adjustments. Engage in grounding techniques such as mindful breathing. Hold on to a stim object that is comforting or acts as a stress reliever. Listen to music to support self-regulation. Share your concerns or worries with the nurse practitioner to invite reassurance or helpful advice. Remember your reason for attending and why it is important for you. Aftercare: following the procedure, it is a good idea to plan in some time for self-care and self-regulation, some ideas might include ~ Get yourself into a sensory safe space where things feel predictable and calm (for e.g. a quiet room with dim lighting, weighted blanket etc). Arrange to debrief/chat to a friend or another supportive person about your experience after leaving your appointment. Arrange to meet with a trusted person following the procedure to support you with getting back home or perhaps to do something you might enjoy together. Engage in your dedicated interest. Acknowledge your achievement in attending and getting through the appointment. Journal about your experience to help with emotional processing. Engage in your favourite stim to release any tension that may remain in your b0dy. Allow yourself to physically rest or sleep once back at home. Date: 15/12/22

My best friend's grandma had been fighting Alzheimer's for about 10 years, and she barely remembered her husband of 64 years. Last night, she miraculously found her husband's hospital room (he was dying of cancer) and climbed into his bed. They died together that night. Fairy tale love GMH May 3rd, 2010, 5:21 PM

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Repost this If you miss someone right now. July 27, 2015

𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐃𝐎 + make a wishlist so you’ll be prepared when it’s your birthday/Christmas + do five or more journal prompts + start a new hobby or make a list of new hobbies you’d like to try + write a letter to your future self or film a video for your future self + digital redecorating: change the theme/layout of your devices + reread a book you haven’t read in 3 or more years + watch a show or film in a genre you don’t usually watch + go on YouTube and make a playlist of your favorite self improvement/advice videos to watch when you’re down or need a push + learn a favorite song on an instrument + paint or draw the view outside your bedroom window + make a Pinterest board that perfectly captures the vibe(s) you wish to embody + organize your desk + go on a walk when the sun sets + watch a YouTuber you used to love + plan your ideal trip! it’s super fun to dream up possible vacations!! + look for a new podcast to listen to 𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐎𝐅 𝐒𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 ✧

༺✿ڰۣڿ✿༻ GOOᗪ ᖴᖇIEᑎᗪᔕ ᗩᖇE TO ᗷE GᗩTᕼEᖇEᗪ ᒪIKE ᖇOᔕEᔕ ༺✿ڰۣڿ✿༻

♩ ♩ ♩ ♩ ♩ ♩ ”fяιєи∂ѕнιρ ιѕи’т αвσυт ωнσ уσυ’νє киσωи тнє ℓσиgєѕт. ιт’ѕ αвσυт ωнσ ωαℓкє∂ ιитσ уσυя ℓιfє αи∂ ѕαι∂ “ι’м нєяє fσя уσυ” αи∂ ρяσνє∂ ιт.” ♩ ♩ ♩ ♩ ♩ ♩

No One Will Get This 100% Right! 1)My First Name 2)My Middle Name 3) My Last Name 4) Something I Can't Live Without Repost 5)My Favourite Colour And See 6)My natural Hair Colour 7)My Birthday Who 8)My Eye Color Knows 9)My Favourite Candy 0)My Nickname You Best! 1)My Shoe Size 2)My Favourite Soda October 18, 2013

November 17, 2013 It's hard to forget Someone who gave you So much to remember.

how to become ✨ 𝒽𝑒𝓇 ✨ 　　 　　˚ 　　　 . ✧　　 　　˚ 　　　 . ✧　　 　　˚ 　 set and pursue goals have a positive attitude no more negative self-talks find a style that you wear with confidence love yourself and your body believe in yourself don’t judge others ˙ᵕ˙ practice positive affirmations be your most authentic self embrace imperfections 　　 　　˚ 　　　 . ✧　　 　　˚ 　　　 . ✧　　 　　˚ 　

Yvonall says: 1940 days ago ('')....('') .( ' o ' ).єχ¢єℓℓєηт αηd вєαυтιƒυℓ ¢яєαтιση .('')--(''). ⑤ ⓢⓣⓐⓡⓢ (''''')-(''''') Ꭿ ℓσνιηg нυg му ƒяιєηd ♥ ●/ /▌ / \

When my mother died - my best friend was there to help me through the hardship... His LGMH. by YourLuvGivesUsHope August 16, 2011

🌿 ・。 🧘🏻‍♀️ ・。 🕯 ・。 🌱 ・。 ✨ ・。 🕯 ・。 🌱 sometimes it’s nice to disconnect and enjoy your own company ෆ

Expect different bødy language. Autistic people don't always make eye contact, sit still, or look at the person they are listening to. However, that doesn't mean they aren't paying attention. It's helpful to be direct, so they don't get confused about your intentions. Here are some examples of things you could say: "Do you want to hold hands?" "How about a kíss?" "Hey, I'm behind you. Want a hug?" (Some autistic people startle easily when touched from behind.) Autistic people might be uncomfortable with certain types of to͠uch and ıntımate, because of sensory issues. To find out what works for them, just ask. Having a clear conversation is easy for many autistic people, and you'll get a clear sense of what they like. Be clear about your own thoughts and feelings. Picking up on body language can be difficult work for an autistic person, and they might not realize what's going on, or guess completely wrong. If you want them to know your feelings, the easiest way is to express them out loud. "I'm sorry I snapped at you. I'm a little on edge today because of my dad coming. You did nothing wrong." "I wish you would have told me earlier about Amy's math meet. I would like to have rearranged my schedule so that I could be there for her." "It hur͘t my feelings when you said that my beard looked like a hipster beard." Be prepared for them to show and experience emotions differently. They may not understand their own feelings (alexithymia), and thus act less emotional than others (e.g. not appearing to grieve when family members dıe, even though they're very upset). This does not mean that they aren't experiencing emotions. Autistic people may react with a problem-solving approach: they see that you are upset, and they are determined to fix it so you can be happy. They may not realize that you don't want advice, just a listening ear. Autistic people may appear emotionless, even when they are experiencing deep emotions.

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A real friend is someone who knows how totally crazy you are but is still willing to be seen out with you in public. April 8, 2014