Monday, December 26, 2011

Merry Christmas

HO HO HO! Time to find out if that "Santa is the Anti-Slendy" theory hold true!

Thursday, November 24, 2011

Monday, November 21, 2011

White

He can't see me. He won't believe you if you tell him. I'm here to watch, and if need be, intervene. Call me White. And remember.
He has eyes in the forest.

Saturday, November 19, 2011

Calm

I'm calmer, or at least not about to throw up. Some of you may laugh at me, but here's what I was talking about.
http://forums.somethingawful.com/showthread.php?threadid=3150591&userid=0&perpage=40&pagenumber=1
I didn't think websites could be haunted. It's all fine and dandy aside from the weird pictures, until you get to him. Few pages in I think. You get this sort of gut feeling that something is horribly wrong, that something is just at the edge of your awareness. It is a fear not to different from the fear of the dark we all had as kids. And it will fucking stick with you. I'm gonna go listen to music and eat dinner. You guys stay safe.

Friday, November 18, 2011

Home

I visited His home. His birthplace. His origin. If there was ever a place with a more oppressive vibe, I have not found it. He's there. He's always there. Like a fog on the soul. I saw where He started. I don't think I'll sleep for days. I may not ever sleep again. But when I do, I fear I my not wake. So cold.

Wednesday, November 16, 2011

LORD OF NIGHT

I AM THE GOD OF NIGHT AND CAFFEINE IS MY POPE! ALL BOW BEFORE MY CHEMICLY ENHANCED ALERTNESS! Good God I need sleep.

Thursday, November 10, 2011

Right Mind

I have just had enough chocolate to be calm enough to wright this. I don't quite know what happened, but suddenly I'm hearing very indistinct voices saying nothing in particular. Soon they start screaming, again, indistinctly. After a while, I snap and just start hitting my head against stuff and start scribbling illegible rants on any paper I can get my hands on. I think I basically turned one sheet into a solid mass of graphite. I've been huddled in a corner behind a small fort of chairs for the last half hour. Still can't stop shaking. And they still won't shut up. WHY WONT THEY SHUT UP