"But I never run. I've been around them before, they're not that bad." She raised her eyebrows. "Oh yeah? I'd bet fifty bucks that you haven't even seen them for the last two hundred years. They've changed, Phillip, and you don't want them to find you."
Love this picture. I used to be afraid of the dark because I thought the monsters would get me. Then one day I thought to myself, 'Maybe not all of the monsters are bad'." I also think this is true for anxiety/depression- seeing it not as an enemy/monster
(Open RP. I need someone to be him) "I still don't know about this..."I say looking to the machine. "It fine. Come on, When have my calculations ever been wrong?" He says. "Well..." I say as he interrupts me "Shut up that was one time" he says and turns the machine on. I was nervous but I had to trust him. He was my best friend, after all. "Ready?" He asks. "Ready" I say and we enter the machine. (I was thinking the machine was either a time machine or a teleporter)