I live by a program code, by a preset software, on autopilot.
With the smile and attractiveness turned on. Feelings have become visions of how things should be, not how they feel. Thoughts turned from reflection into information.

No, I am not a cold and emotionless machine. I can feel! Only the flavor of all these feelings is metallic and gives off an electric ringing in my head.

Here it is, a new day. I open my eyes, I load the software, I smile and apply my makeup, I don’t forget to take selfies to show the world that I'm still here. I am beautiful, I am happy, I exist...

Watsapp call:

• Hi dear. How are you?
• Hi, I'm good.
• I missed you.
• Me too.
• I love you!
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