maybe i am just not fit for love. i am not fit to love and be loved. i have tried to feel but i can't. i've tried to see but i can't. what makes me so different from the rest of them? why can't i feel what they feel? pin by pin. razor by razor. piece by piece. he has undone me. they tore me apart and ripped open my chest. cannibals, i tell you. he has murder on his lips. he grinds my skin with his teeth. i will never love again. i will never be loved again. poisonous. i am not all right.
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