Dead Inside

by Chandler Morrison

I’m really not a violent creature by nature, but there’s nothing like a wailing infant to drive me to the brink of contemplating homicide.

Consider this your goddamn trigger warning.

If I decline, she’ll know I’m just being a dick. Normally that wouldn’t bother me, but for whatever reason, I am somewhat invested in her opinion of me. Yuck.

We just need to fuck dead girls and eat babies and feel good about it.

“I want you to fuck it. I want you to fuck the shit out of this dead baby.”