I have a rule that I don’t look at my phone after midnight, and I have broken it every night since I made it. That’s how I end up staring at cursed images at 2am in the middle of spooky season, when a haunted house costs forty bucks and my phone does the same job for free. Nothing in here asked to be this upsetting, it just is. Keep scrolling, I already regret it for both of us.

Nobody leave these two alone with a credit card.


Halloween called. It wants a lawyer.


Trypophobia, but make it dessert.




Paying four figures to stub your toe on purpose.





Biting your nails, but backwards.


Dinner is ready, and it remembers what you did.




Nobody told me they could fly. Now I can't unknow it.



Let that sink in, right next to my savings account.
The food ones hurt me personally, because I have eaten worse at a gas station and called it dinner. Somebody wrapped a hot dog in melted candy corn and ate it on camera with total confidence, and I respect that more than most of my life choices. It’s the purest thanks I hate it moment: disgusted, and also weirdly curious how it tastes.
Nobody warned me earwigs can fly, and now I sleep with the lights on like it’s 1994. The creepy images hit hardest when something ordinary turns on you: a thrift store doll, a meatloaf with a face, a smile with game controller buttons for teeth. Weird images like these belong in a haunted house, not my feed. I bought a doll like that once as a joke, and it’s still in my closet because I’m scared to move it.
Here’s the thing I won’t admit at parties: I love this stuff. Cursed pictures are proof that somebody, somewhere, had a weird idea and followed through with no adult supervision, which is the most human thing there is. We send them to friends so we don’t have to be upset alone.
Happy Halloween, and please, nobody bring a meatloaf to the party.
I went straight back to I Have Looked at a Lot of Cursed Images and Some of Them, Horribly, Look Delicious after this, which says a lot about my self-control. Why Are Creepy Facts Always About Halloween’s Favorite Animals? is waiting too if you want to stay up even later. Lights on, obviously.





