My pet skull
I’m a Halloween girl. My birthday is October 29th. When Halloween season comes I love looking at the decorations and buying shit I don’t need like Blood dripping candles. So it’s no surprise I own a skull. The funny thing is I didn’t buy it during Halloween season. I had been looking for a fake skull since high school. I wanted a non-ceramic one because those tend to chip or break. Every Halloween I looked at fake skulls to see if I could find one that I liked at a reasonable price and durable material that looked good too. Well, it never happened. They were always made of foam or ceramic and the few plastic ones I could find were’nt anatomically correct. One day I was a department store looking at DVDs and on my way out I took a shortcut through the pet supply aisle. There it was, a hard plastic skull under the fish food counter. It was perfect. It has a hole in the back but I didn’t care. I had finally found the perfect skull. Now it sits next to my books. And that’s the story of my fascination for dark and occult and how I got my pet skull. More pictures in the photography gallery.
And sometimes when no one is watching I hold the skull in my hand and recite Hamlet’s soliloquy. NOT! But I strike the pose just for fun when I’m really bored. It’s fun, you should try it sometime. It also makes a good paper weight.
Morbid? Maybe. Now all I need is a glass jar of eyeballs and a heart. Bwahahahahahahaha!
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