Dead Girls Don’t Smell

I think I’m scaring him.

 

What a lonely feeling. I feel so inhuman. As if I were an alien, trying to understand what human life is about. But ultimately, I’m never really one of them. I’m not dead inside, am I? I don’t think so…

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