The 'Much Worse'

His girlfriend was demonic. Emaciated, with huge eyes like red glowing coals, deeply set into her face, which was pale and bleeding beneath countless tattoos, like a terrible, horrific mask, veiled by her long, lank, silver-blonde hair. Her nails were like hot metal, hot and silver, the reason that sometimes I felt like nails were being scraped down my brain. Three sixes, partly dry and scabbed, partly raw and bleeding, freshly cut, were carved into her freakishly thin wrists.

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