![]() ![]() Yeah, I shudder when I think about him, but I don’t wake up to find him floating over my bed, tickling my face with his spaghettiesque tentacles. I initially wrote ‘.but he has quite literally haunted me’, but I thought that was maybe a bit much. …what the fuck is this guy? Yeah, yeah, I know he’s a giant ass squid, but he has haunted me since I first saw this video. The deepest depths of the ocean are mostly unexplored and the creatures that live there can often seem as alien as anything we might find elsewhere in the universe. I start imagining all the things that might be lurking beneath its surface and what would happen if I slipped and fell in and felt a cold, dead hand wrap around my ankle, dragging m- Ahem. ![]() ![]() When I walk under that bridge, I literally break out in gooseflesh if I so much as glance at the water. Hell, there’s a canal running behind my neighbourhood and there’s a very specific stretch of it that I despise walking past, simply because the shadow of the overhead bridge makes the water an inky, ominous black. ![]() Like a lot of people, I have thalassophobia, which is a fear of deep, dark bodies of water, such as oceans. But that’s about as deep into the ocean as I like to go. Now, I love walking along sun-soaked beaches, relishing the cool kiss of the ocean as small, foam-capped waves wash onto the shore and over my bare feet. ![]()
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