I made a new year’s resolution to explore more dark fantasies in 2019. I have so many I have never explored outside of my head. That comes to an end in 2019. For New Year’s day, I ate a man. He was annoying anyway, but guess what? He tasted delish. I only intended to castrate him, but he bled something awful. I could have tried to stop the bleeding, but I chose to let him die. He was crying like a bitch and whining like a fool. He was on my last nerve, so I let him bleed out. That left me with a difficult choice. I didn’t want to get caught, so I chopped him up into little pieces and cooked him. Not all of him of course. He was a fat fuck. Most of him is chopped up and in my freezer. I can thaw out a little every day. I blended his bones and organs and flushed a little at a time down the toilet. He is part in the sewers of NYC and part in my belly. I will shit him out all throughout 2019. A fit ending for the loser he was.
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