I've always been socially challenged probably because of my upbringing. These blogposts are a reflection of my thoughts and understandings of the world. Anyways, being brought up looking at people die, blood, gore and sadistic intentions have just defined the line between insanity and otherwise as a grey area where I lurk. This has also shown me how weak we humans are, a simple slit to the neck is all we need.



"Prominently displayed in the children's section of the Houston Downtown Public Library, among several others of the same title, My First Cookbook appears as a run-of-the-mill children's cookbook, complete with large print, simple instructions, colorful, friendly illustrations and a somewhat disproportionate desert section. In fact, the only major deviation from this theme is an article near the end of the book entitled "A Recipe for Success". This is a complex, macabre ritual involving human sacrifice, self mutilation and sacrilege, as well as more curious and innocuous practices such as walking down a stair case with a prime number of stairs taking them two at a time and then up it taking them three at a time. It's written in the same cheerfully simple prose as the rest of the book and accompanied by the same helpful, pastel drawings." -Creepypasta