Cannibalism.....

the beginning....

Chop, chop, chop. Katie's leg is quite tough to cut off. I grunt as the last chop finally cuts through the last layer of her skin. Her blood is red like the colour of the westlake jumper she is wearing. I turn on the fire pit and shove a spear through her leg and start cooking the juicy meat. Cannibalism is in my genes. My mouth waters as the smell of flesh and meat cooks. I take my first bite...it's delicious, i'm sure abby's leg would have been nicer but this will do. I move on to the second course of my meal. The eyeballs. As i push my finger behind her eye it pops out of the socket. "Yesss yess yess" i say to myself while i think about the taste and texture in my mouth. I shove the big brown eye ball in my mouth and crunch down on it a few times before swallowing it. I chop her fingers and toes off and put them in a jar for later. I am full by now so i chuck her body in the freezer for tomorrow night's meal. I am now going to corrie's house tonight to see who i can find to bring back to my layer. I sense dark red blood as i enter corrie's pale pink room. Her white waffle duvet may not be so white when i'm done. I silently chop her body into eighths and put it in a black bag. When i get back to my layer i chuck them in the fire and use her stomach to make dumplings. My favourite thing is dumplings. I get some blood and use it for dipping sauce. Now for dessert....Mrs crosby is in her room listening to the latest album called XB. She is distracted...it is the perfect time to make my move. Her hair looks like it could look great dyed pink for cotton candy, i go home with her body in the same black bag that corrie's was in and start chopping away. Blood is squirting everywhere but i don't care because it tastes delicious. I'm thinking I will have cotton candy and shoulder blades as creme brulee. I squeeze out the guts and the intestines using my bare hands. I do the same with her heart...HEARTS ARE MY FAVOURITE!!!! I can feel it...so tender...so red and juicy awaiting my mouth and my rumbling stomach. The only food I eat are human bodies....cannibalism is my passion...my pride and joy...my way of survival. My father was a cannibal...my mother didn't know and that is how she died. My father had many many wives....they all died of the same thing, he ate them. Killed them in their sleep and ate them. He even let me try some when I was a baby and that is what converted me to cannibalism.#goodO'ltimes #cannibalismislife

My father's father's father's father even poked the eyes out of every wife he had and has stored them each in individual jars with the names of the women on the jar. He has passed down the jars through generations of family and I now have them....my father told me to keep adding jars to the collection, I have only added 30 jars to the 2000 jars he passed down to me. My goal is to get it to 2500 jars before i pass it down. That will be 5000 eyeballs...5000 JUICY, TENDER, CRUNCHY, WHITE, CRYSTAL EYES for someone to much on one day!!

Personally i think it would be cool to have jars of hearts to collect except everytime i see a heart I can't help but scoff it down....just so tasty. 

I don't know why but I just can't get enough of the satisfying taste of human flesh and meat. I can't contain myself...my tastebuds go CRAZY every time it enters my mouth. The warm freshly circulated blood, the chewy meat, the rubber like flesh and the crunchy eyeballs. The toenails and fingernails are also pretty devine.

Sometimes I wonder why I don't just eat like normal beings and that maybe I should convert but then I think of that spectacular taste in my mouth and I know I am never going to change. I have been born and raised like this....born and raised with this lifestyle....born and raised by a father who only eats humans.....born and raised eating humans.