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part of a song I heard in a dream
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While taking a nap today I dreamt there was a hazard sign called "never found" which was used to indicate a location where people disappeared never to be seen again
it looked like this
not pictured: hotel california playing faintly in the distance
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How did you get here
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HEY THERE LONELY DRIVER IT IS SO GOOD TO SEE YOU AGAIN.
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Can we watch something happy?
Skinamarink (2022) dir. Kyle Edward Ball
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1982 Budapest Békásmegyer, HÉV-állomás (Suburban railway station) credit: FŐFOTÓ, photographer unknown via fb
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Anonymous asked:
Driving on lonely roads in the middle of nowhere at night makes me paranoid like I'm going to be abducted by aliens or something.
every time i do the completely empty drive up to the aurora spot, i imagine all sorts of terrifying things suddenly appearing in the road in front of me. sometimes i get myself so jumpy that i have to put on cheerful pop music to combat it.
Most limal space ever felt was doing a 10 hour road trip between South Carolina to Virgina and having to go mountain road to mountain road with very little highwg lights, very little gas stations. We even pulled off to follow an exit and ran passed a gas station that looked like it had been abandoned since the 60s crawling vines on the pumps and all and got right back off that exit.
Day light driving was fine and dandy, but damn night makes a change.
the way night changes perspective on a road can be so wild, last night driving out to see the eclipse i took a road that i’ve driven over a dozen times in the daylight…. but because it was so dark and certain houses that i’ve never noticed through the trees were completely lit up, the whole place felt so surreal and different.
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Dragan Bibin (Serbian, 1984) - Dead End (2015)
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you can literally never go wrong with having diners in your story regardless of its genre. like they're false beacons of hope, they're safe havens for the lost and unwanted, they exist as a bridge between worlds, they're haunted by the memories of all the people who have been there before, they're both cozy and eerie, and they're literally always there. every town has a diner. every town knows what those flickering red lights mean. and stories about diners never fail to fuck severely.
Anonymous asked:
I was reading some of the past asks and had a flashback to driving in the Australian Outback. Which isn’t the American midwest but you would think so. Kangaroos look like cryptids in the middle of the night and the road goes straight for about 40 miles with only the reflectors and brush on the sides of the road. It is absolutely insane and you don’t sleep when you are out there.
Also had a similar experience driving to rural California were our road was closed and we had to stop at a gas station at about one in the morning. Everytime you looked at the cashier something just was slightly off more and more each time. And I though maybe it was lack of sleep and me being paranoid but my friend and mom confirmed that it was just super weird and felt off. Anyways no midwest stories but have felt some fun gothic places throughout the years
Oh man, I would LOVE to drive in the outback, that sounds absolutely wild.
And there’s already something so off about the fluorescent lights and squeaky linoleum at 1 am in a gas station, I’m glad that I’ve only encountered benevolent fey gas station attendants.
Anonymous asked:
i am corn field anon & i need to add something to my midwest gothic experience.
around 2:30am i finally found my way to a truck stop where i got out of the car, shaking & convinced i was going to have a caffeine & lightening induced heart attack, & collapsed on the cool white tile while an employee looked at me with pity.
he then gave me my coffee for free, & spoke in the nicest southern accent i have heard in awhile.
i got back on the road a changed woman.
tumblr won’t let me send you the video of the corn field until i cut it down to fit the size requirement but i know you know what the fuck it’s about.
Oh I absolutely understand this!! I’ve never been caught out in the rain that bad, but I’ve done similar with heavy snow and let me tell you, the sheer relief and total adrenaline crash you get pulling into a gas station after driving 20 mph in complete white out conditions for what feels like a decade at least—midwestern gas stations my beloved, sympathetic midwestern gas station employees my beloved <3
Anonymous asked:
when i was driving to virginia alone, i got caught in a really bad storm in indiana. like, flood quality storm. the lightening struck the road next to me & i felt the electricity in the air, so i tried to pull off to wait out the storm but ended up in a field of corn. surrounded by the lightening & the corn, i was pretty sure i was gonna get murdered.
it was stunning & i felt like i was in a different dimension.
Anon, I think you may have experienced the absolute peak Midwest Gothic™️ has to offer.