Well we've got something in common then Murderface, I did the same thing at age 8 or so.
Big ol' pile of action figures and that flammable shit under the sink, fun day.
Seriously though, 4chan is the worst thing to happen to the internet, ever.
I used to melt my army men to various surfaces in my room. I also used to saw them in half with my dads dovetail saw and staple them to trees, until I sawed my hand... So much blood.
I've always held high regaurd for living beings. It's like I hold a bond with everything that has free will. I've always taken my frustrations out on inanimate objects. I was quite the pyro. I nearly burned a house down at the age of 6. General destruction was my modus operandi.
I've seen that video. Believe it or not, it did not bother me at all. If anything, I only wanted to look those two in the eye..punch them, and that was that. I don't think any image would having any impact on me what so ever. If it isn't a person I know, or have had prior contact with..I don't give the slightest shit..not even if their entrails were wrapped around their beheaded corpse.
The first morbid thing I searched for was the last. It was one of those beheading videos. I guess it kinda scarred me, but now its a distant and faded memory. Im sure that if I watched another, it wouldnt jar me as much as it did the first time, but that is the same for just about every experience in life I guess.
Fuck you, I'm a dragon.
Fuck you, I'm a dragon.
Fuck you, I'm a dragon.
Fuck you, I'm a dragon.
Fuck you, I'm a dragon.