All those incalculable man hours,the time and effort, the coaching and the grooming, the thousands spent on schooling...just to fill your daughter with a better class of semen...
'...here too, I found neither home not company, nothing but a seat from which to view a stage where strange people played strange parts.' Hermann Hess.
People who cut, would some prefer to be cut? do some fantasize about submitting to an edge held by another? is cutting them selves just masturbation in the absence of a lovers hand, self stimulated pain relief...
she smelt of soap and reeked of money,i wonder what sordid little secrets, what acts of depravity lie hidden behind that facade, those selfish genes wrapped in primate meat with a carefully crafted mask of civility. I wonder what she's done...