Follow the diary of a man who is in love with the dead. Includes bonus short novella "Vaginal Beasts from Hell"
think about what love means and all I can think about is the cold dead flesh of a lover. Is it really so wrong that dead girls arouse me? My number one hope for after I’m dead is that if someone decides to find a lifeless fuck I am one of their choices, oh the courtesy. I would consider it an honor for my body, rotting or not, to be dug up for one last serenade (at least until the next person gets around to me.)