Who knew he used to be so lovely?
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I feel like taking and taking. I feel like I want everything. Because I feel like my life was ripped from me while still attached. So I just laid there bleeding for awhile. Then I got up hungry for what was missing. Now I’m still hungry. Who’s got something for me?
Actually, I think it smells a bit like pickles. Not precisely my favorite musk. Not that I encourage using animal musks!! But even the synthetic civet smells pickle-y to me.