"No one will ever love me. How could they? I'm a zombie. My skin might be green, and yeah, my eye sometimes falls out, but I am smarter than most zombies, so I definitely need some love! I guess I smell a bit bad, but I don't think that should matter. I can be a good guy if I try hard, of course that means no more brains for breakfast... and lunch, okay, and dinner too. Really though, I have feelings too! And I do love! I have lots of love to give, can't anybody see that?
"Maybe I should try harder.... No, maybe there really isn't anybody out there for me. Or maybe... no, eating a nice lady's brain and making her love me won't work. That's it! I will pretend to be a handsome man and THAT'LL make somebody love me! But how might I do that?"
"Bob, you ar talkin' to yerself again."
"Ugh! You're not paying attention to me are you, Stefan?"
"Well, wit yer blabberin' I can't concentrate on eatin' me dinner brains!"
"Eating brains won't make you any smarter!"
"Oh, be quiet!"
"They don't understand me, no one does."
Feeling sad, Bob left Stefan to his meal, and went outside. "Why can't I be loved?"
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Zombie Bob Wants to be Loved
RomanceBob is an intelligent zombie. He might not look all that great, but all he ever wanted in life was to be loved by a beautiful woman. He might need to clean up a lot and stop eating brains at every meal, but deep within, he is a very kind and loveabl...
