Posts tagged “horror”

  1. One of the nice things about going back to where all your friends live is hearing dating horror stories, is it not? The two following dates were related to me in a hushed tone, and it is my great honour to share them with you. Your own terrible dating stories can find a home in the comments. Let me begin this narrative as it was first told to me: I had eight OKCupid dates last…

  2. Gardens are terrifying. "Oh, that's just my box of dirt that pushes food at me very slowly."

  3. In the light of the moon a little egg lay on a leaf. One Sunday morning the warm sun came up and - pop - out of the egg came a tiny and very hungry caterpillar. He was alone, except for his hunger, and his hunger was a writhing and a hissing thing. He started to look for some food. On Monday he ate through one apple, but he was still hungry. On Tuesday he…

  4. Previous installments of our WORN Fashion Journal series can be found here. Most recently: Anna's Parents Review Paris Fashion Week.


    A tall brunette (ANNA) and her significantly less tall blonde friend (HALEY) are in deep concentration, furiously browsing through the horror movie section. ANNA is already in her pajamas, eagerly anticipating the shenanigans of the night that will follow.

  5. hi hi I got you a present you did? I drew you something oh wow is it horrifying? no do you promise? William? do you promise me that it's not horrifying? i drew you something William you know what I mean what do you mean by horrifying is anyone being flayed alive in it or committing suicide or does something have eyes that shouldn't have eyes you know what I mean horrifying…

  6. The singles in your area have always been available. The singles in your area have always been just a click away. The singles in your area have always been eager to meet you. The singles in your area are bored and lonely. The singles in your area have been looking for someone to talk to. The singles in your area have been looking at your profile. The singles in your area are very interested in…

  7. There are voices calling from the trees.  One of them is hers.


    It’s hot. Our sheets smell of nightsweat. Her skin is damp and tastes of salt. She stretches out, naked, every hair visible in the hyper-real white light.

    “Maybe we should go for a walk. In the woods? They’re right outside.”

    She sits up and looks at the trees. “No,” she says. “Never in the woods.”

  8. The Separator Sabrina grasped the heavy bag with sweaty hands, fumbling with the tie in the darkened room. The floor was dingy, marked up with other “deliveries” being taken in and out. The rain poured down outside. She dragged the bag up, her arm muscles straining with the effort, as she locked eyes with Mr. West, who nodded at her solemnly. There was no one better at taking care of a messy scene. They never spoke…