My mom dying. Mostly because I feel really guilty about some of the shit she's gone through and knowing parts of her life were so miserable without at least getting to retire and be happy would make me feel heartbroken.
I'm terribly frightened of tall, lanky creatures. Not Slenderman (well, kinda) but more like aliens. Something unearthly and hateful that greatly resembles the human form just freezes me right up. By extension I have a fear of being followed by unknowables when walking up a dark staircase and tall shadows of my walls at night.
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I see you jockin' me.
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