So I’m looking for a movie to watch. Something classic, black and white horror movie. Preferably from the 50’s. I know that seems really specific haha, but I just want suggestions.

Got any?

Here’s a painting I did of Leatherface.

I was going to make a zine, but I got lazy and put it off (like I often do).  I made this and wrote it all, and I’m anxious for you all to see it because I’m afraid I’ll never put it in a zine, especially since I was so excited about writing this one. Enjoy, and share your thoughts.

So I started a new vest. This one will be horror themed, so the patches and buttons will either be horror movies or horror punk bands. I’m excited about this.

I apologize to the lone couple that shared the theater with me during The Collection. I laughed during some of those kills, and this may or may not have been the reason you were glaring me down after leaving the theater. I’m not a killer or anything, I just really like horror movies.

I don’t even care what sort of horror movies. Just anything. I love them. Let’s talk.

It’s time you’d finally followed a horror blog. Why not a Christ-centered one?

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So I showed my friend Nick Evil Dead while we were hanging out last weekend and, though he is not a big fan of horror movies, he said he really loved Evil Dead and can’t wait to watch the rest of the series.

He said he’s afraid I’m turning him into a big horror movie nerd like myself. There’s nothing wrong with that.

and whenever I talk to people about horror movies I start to get really excited because it rarely happens. I ask them their favorites, then they start naming off pop horror. Then I get disappointed.

Whatever happened to people liking good horror movies? Like, the classics. Texas Chainsaw Massacre, Evil Dead, Psycho, Night of the Living Dead, etc. Or even films such as Creature of the Black Lagoon, Nosferatu, and The Wolf Man. And what’s with all the people I talk to about horror having no clue who Herschell Gordon Lewis is?

I’m only 18 years old. But I am living proof that just because I am young, my taste in horror movies doesn’t have to suck.

Horror movies are not simply entertaining to me, though they are that too, they are a strong coping mechanism in my life. Anytime I face a hard time, anytime I regress into a state of sadness, they help me. Sick, disturbing, gory, and ghastly; horror movies are a big part of my life.

I was just getting into horror movies early last year, mostly because of the “zombie” fad that swept the nation. Prior to then, my childhood was lived in fear of the genre of horror. From Goosebumps to Child’s Play, I was terrified and wanted nothing to do with anything remotely “scary.”

In August of 2011, I hit a very rough spot in my life. Sadness and despair turned up in my life and God showed me that horror movies were not only entertaining and interesting to me, but that they could help me cope in very hard times.

When I had no one to confide in, and no one to talk to, God was always there for me. It was in this very difficult time of my life that God showed me the light in horror movies. When despair finds itself in our lives, we regress to becoming very depressing creatures. I, for one, become a very sick and disturbed person, these horror movies reflect that aspect in me… all in a fictional realm. Therefore, no real-life harm is done.

I’m not sure if there are any horror fans out there who have the same connection to it that I do, though I like to think there are a few. The genre of horror is truly a godsend.

When I get looked down upon by fellow “Christians” for liking horror movies, it really does hurt me. Horror movies, to me, are a gift from God. They’ve helped me on such an emotional and spiritual level. I will be a horror fan until the day that I die. I may collect criticism for it throughout life, I may always be considered a “sick person” in the eyes of many, but I do not care. God and horror are there for me when friends and family are not. In fact, the two do more for me than most people can.

So if you ever view a gory movie with me and I laugh during the most gruesome scenes, do not be alarmed, it’s only the way I deal with things. Hate me, or love me, but I will always be a horror nerd. It’s instilled within me, and it will never leave. Horror is my home.

I actually hate the Troma movies, but for whatever reason, I still watched it.

Anyways, I am honestly scared out of my mind to take a crap. There was way too much butt-exploding going down in that movie.