Going back as far as I can remember (which is probably around the age of 8 or 10), I’ve always loved the dark side of things. The horrific. The violent. The macabre. By the time I was thirteen, I was renting slasher movies at the video store every weekend, reading the scariest books I couldContinue reading “The Three Things That Shaped Me Into the Horror-Loving Weirdo I Am”
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