
So - after yesterday's post about Beetlejuice, I kind of fell down the rabbithole. My love for Wynona Ryder sent me into the depths of Google Image Search for pictures of my beloved Winona.

Dear, sweet Winona.
And I found tons of pictures that reminded me how badly I wanted to marry Winona Ryder in the 80's and 90's. And I found out something about myself. That now, in the 00's and 10's of this new century... I still want Winona.
Sorry, Mrs. Zombie...

So there I was immersed in the eye candy of literally thousands of images of Winona when I found the one below. Winona and I are the same age, and that's what makes this picture so terrifyingly cruel.
Cruel and true.

Curse you JJ Abrams. Curse you to hell.
Dammit.
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