oooh, scary stuff. how i love thee.
i think most of it comes from growing up in a haunted house. oh yes, there is such a thing as ghost (just don't ask my husband, the non-believer). when you grow up in a house where things walk around, come into your room, make things move, make creepy noises... well, it sorta grows on you. combine that with a love of reading at an early age (i distinctly remember doing a book report on stephen king's "it" during my formative years) and you get... well... me. ha!
i don't really know what this is, and its nothing i've ever seen before, but i think it's kinda neat. random spooky dude, checking you out.
something wicked..., pencil, september 1st, 2011
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