Mine is that everyone hate me and the zombie apocalypse happen.

Heights, snakes, bugs, enclosed areas, insects...Yeah... I'll be here a while.

I absolutely hate thunder and thunderstorms. They scare the livings out of me. I'm getting better at heights, acrophobia. Used to be really scared of heights, but I survived the glass floor of the CN Tower in Toronto... 

Peacocks. When there feathers go up. When the feathers are down they're elegant and majestic birds when the feathers are up-holy moly.

I don't wanna have any fears.

=P

 

....outside, ya know, maybe naturally healthy ones.

Flying Cockroach

My only main fear is drowning. I'm not afraid of swimming or being near water or anything. It's just that out of the thousands of ways we can bite the dust, drowning to me seems like a perfect balance of fear, pain, and suffering. 

 

Sure it only takes like a minute or two, and there are ways to die that take months, but that fairly short time frame will have time moving in slow motion I'd imagine. 

Heights.

 

And you know what's ironic? I'm 1,93 metres tall.