On our wedding day, in front of the priest, he smiled serenely and looked right through me and leered at the luscious church piano player. i looked aside and leered at the elderly priest with the starched stiff collar. --- on a different note with no affection of any sort- fucking deranged Roboto shadow. doesnt even know me, let alone has he said more than 10 words to me. his nerve-wracking hyena giggle and foreign muddled novel comments worth nothing. he repulses me out of the blue and makes me wanna barf. i want to feed him to my killer whales with lasers attached to their genitals. i want to be rid of this uneasy feeling and impending doom.