Sleeping pills and duct tape

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Stalker She threw away my note without reading it! How could she? That annoying American artist has got to go. He thinks he is so handsome but I am on to him. He is nothing but a good-for-nothing artist who could not even support himself, much less my precious Neha. I have seen how he goes around wearing paint-splattered clothes like it is a badge of honour. Such sloppiness. Such mess. My Neha deserves much more than this.  My Neha is perfect in any sense. When I visited her at the gallery, I almost couldn’t stop myself from hugging her. Dear Neha, how could I not resist you? It doesn’t matter. I will continue to keep a lookout on you. I will make sure that Jaden does not get too close to you. I will even make sure that gay-looking curator does not do anything to you. No one can be too n

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