Forget those god DAMN princesses, ridin’ off into the sunsets with their princes, these, are a DIFFERENT kind of bedtime stories, bound, to give you, ALL the nightmares you don’t want to have!
Bedtime HORROR stories, hmmmmmmmmmmmm, where do I start…oh, I know, how ‘bout, raping of my dolls, yup, I’d, stripped their tops off, and then, touched them, inappropriately, ‘cuz, how the HECK was I supposed to know, that she’d, touched me, wrong? I mean, NOBODY ever taught us about THAT in school, and, nobody’d, ever heard MY silent SCREAMS, I’d only had, my PLASTIC dolls, plus two porcelains (which ended up, getting shattered by the way, AT different times!!!).
not my photo…
Bedtime HORROR stories, been hearin’ ‘em since I was growing up, when we’d had those, bedtime rituals, as you’d, stroked my body, and it’d made me feel, oh so turned on, and yet, I felt, that something, was, NOT quite right, with the ways you’d, stroked me gently…
Bedtime HORROR stories, do not EVER, tell those to your children, and, the next time you want to SCARE the SHIT out of your young (not that you’d be aware enough to know that, ‘cuz ALL parents are, way too FUCKING, R-E-T-A-R-D-E-D!!!)
Bedtime HORROR stories, had enough of those growin’ up, I’d, put an end, to ALL of mine already, and I will, NEVER tell them to my DEAD daughter……’cuz, just like me, she also, DESERVED better, and yet, this is still the SHIT that I got.
things that attacked us in our sleep…not my illustration…
Life, the Obstacle Course 