I am unlovable...I have tried to involve myself in other people, in relationships, and even - in my sillier moments - in love. But it doesn't work. Something in me is broken or missing and sooner or later the other person catches me Acting or one of Those Nights comes along.

Life teaches us that human thought almost never walks hand in hand with logic, and it is usually counterproductive to raise the point.

Perhaps because I'll never be one, humans are interesting to me.

And what did you do last night, Dexter? Oh, I played with my dolls while a friend chopped up my sister.

In its own way the kiss had been an act of murder.

That's why I liked him, I think. Another guy pretending to be human, just like me.

been there done that, bought the t-shirt" Chapter 2