MY PRINCE
WORTHLESS
You know all that I do because I've lost a picture of myself, everything I do I don't take into account, I don't notice."
"The most important thing for me at that time was that I was able to lose my weight drastically and I was able to perform beautifully as soon as possible."
Laras said this by recalling all the events that happened at that time, yes, the incident where using all dangerous goods and letting dangerous goods damage little by little his body.
"When I finally got what I wanted, I was so proud of all this stuff, so proud, in the end I was able to perform beautifully as everyone expected, and according to the beauty standards."
Laras tears continued to flow rapidly as he continued to tell the dark story.
"Beautiful woman, is a sexy woman, white woman, is not the standard of beauty in the eyes of some men?"
"I was finally able to realize what has become the standard of beauty for many people, but unconsciously my body began to break down, yes, those drugs eventually became opium for me."
"Well are you okay? do you still want to continue your story?"
Andre arrived - just suddenly said that while giving a handkerchief to Laras could wipe away the tears that had not stopped flowing.
"I'm fine, Dre, right now I'm trying to be honest and trust my own best friend, which I should have done far away."
"Alright if you are strong enough to continue this story, but if you feel unable to just say it frankly to me, so you don't feel burdened with everything"
"Yes Dre I understand."
After saying this, Laras stopped again and looked at the ceiling, as if he was going to prepare his next story.
"At that time, yes when drugs started to react in my body, when my body asked for the drug back in the input, that's when I looked for all the ways I could get what I needed."
"If I may know what things Laras did you do to get this stuff? because this isn't a cheap thing?"
Now Andre dared to ask further than what is currently Laras said.
"I sold my body to the drug dealers, to get their hands on the ill-gotten goods."
Laras heart now becomes very sick when he again remembers the dark nights in Japan, when he became a trophy rotating many men who took advantage of the action by sleeping with him.
"You know what it's like when this body doesn't become valuable anymore, I'm like garbage ready to be thrown away whenever they want to do this."
Laras' crying returned hysterical when he told her about a time when almost every night he had to be willing to sleep with many men in order to get the illegal together for free, yes and at that time his body was already very worthless in front of himself.