Writings of a madman who lived through a thousand deaths. Also about taking things just as seriously as they deserve.
All right, let's get one thing straight from the very beginning. If you know me, or if you're particularly fussy about death, you may want to think twice before reading on. The style of this post is meant to be as morbidly playful as the rest of these gruesome recollections, yet it is exactly about … Continue reading How I Didn’t Kill Myself
Ever heard of those mythical creatures, basilisks? One look at them and you're petrified. One jab of their venomous beak and your blood turns to acid, eating and withering your flesh inside out. Got that? Now, imagine a depressed, suicidal basilisk. Would it be as simple as nibbling on himself in front of a mirror? … Continue reading Depressed Basilisk
