Once upon a time there was a little boy named Jack who lived in a small isolated town. One night Jack went out to play in the woods and got lost. The next few days all he ate plants and drank water from a little stream. He was very hungry and wanted meat. One day he happened upon a man who had been killed because he was stupid and ate poisonous mushrooms. Jack thought to himself, "One little bite couldn't hurt, could it?" So Jack cut his eyes out with a jagged rock and ate them. He loved it so much he ate some more, snapping off fingers and cutting flesh to get his fill. When they found Jack out in the woods he was covered in blood. He was ru
broken hearts , broken dreams, coming undone at the seams. you think theres blood everywhere and spiders in your hair. shadows move, by themselves,breaking necks, raising hell.your legs shaking, to the sounds of bones breaking.demons tearing men and women limb from limb,tending to satans every whim. eating flesh and grinding bones, producing horrid moans. insanity takes it grip and you start to flip.
broken hearts , broken dreams, coming undone at the seams. you think theres blood everywhere and spiders in your hair. shadows move, by themselves,breaking necks, raising hell.your legs shaking, to the sounds of bones breaking.demons tearing men and women limb from limb,tending to satans every whim. eating flesh and grinding bones, producing horrid moans. insanity takes it grip and you start to flip.