punkfaery:

punkfaery:

punkfaery:

punkfaery:

so apparently my friend owns a haunted photograph and he’s literally just told me this after two fucking years when he KNOWS how much i love haunted artefacts i can’t believe the audacity

i was like “how haunted are we talking here, is it just a vaguely cursed image or does it actually have Demonic Properties” 

and he said “well i’ve never seen the actual image because my dad keeps it in a sealed envelope inside a safe, but whenever he takes it out you can hear voices screaming for help and you feel sick and sometimes you see dark figures moving around in your peripherals”

okay so, firstly, how is it that we’ve been friends for 2 years and this information has never come up, and secondly why the fuck do you still have it

according to his dad the image is of a man riding a model train set and it was given to him by a mysterious stranger in a pub who refused to tell anyone his real name

this is. this is literally a horror movie. this is a direct-to-video minimal-budget terribly-acted horror movie made by a bunch of film students in the nineties. i absolutely love it

me: “bring it round here and we can do the ouija board on it"

him: “nah, i try to stay away from that kind of stuff. if i don’t understand it then i don’t fuck with it.”

bold words from a man who stores haunted artefacts in the basement of his goddamn house

(via kittytishers)