My name is dexter...dexter morgan i dont know made me my way i am but whatever it was left a hollow place inside.people fake alot of human interactions but i feel like i fake them all very weel thats my birden my guess.but i will not blame my foster parents henry and doris morgan did a wonderful job raising me...but their both dead now i didnt kill them honest

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+rep mmmmm it stinks nice and good