I’m not like you guys. I don’t have claws or glowing eyes or super senses. I just have voices in my head.

“You think ‘Okay, I get it, I’m prepared for the worst’, but you hold out that small hope, see, and that’s what fucks you up. That’s what kills you.”
— Stephen King, “Joyland” (via modernmethadone) —

saethcohen:

…What is this? It’s a list of supernaturals in Beacon Hills. It’s a dead pool. And we’re all on it.

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