How Echypnophile's\ Sapiophile's heart work

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          Sapiophiles are people who are sexually attracted to intelligent human beings.In my case, forget the word "sexually" (lol). 
Sapiophiles were those people who actually loves brains.In reality, these people were zombies of the modern haven--as what they thought I am.
Sapiophiles' hearts are not meant to beat.
Their hearts does no pumping of blood but thoughts which most writers' hearts ought to do.
Their hearts are cruel because oftentimes they judge and that's why they have been mistaken as perfectionists but many people do not know why how their hearts work and they do not know how my heart did.
Sapiophiles are sad people.They are the hopeless romantics who ought to write the hell out of their minds to end up in vain.
They are the people who were clichés almost at all times because they write what they feel wherein in that way they can let go of the places and memories came clashing at 3:00 in the middle of the night.They are lonely and they needed brains to survive.
You won’t understand this ,but wait till you let your feet get in their shoes—you must know how they feel to learn that they’re the mutants who were afraid to fall in Cupid’s trap.
Sapiophiles hated Cupid for a long period of time.They hate that cherub who uses arrow to pierce people’s heart. Sapiophiles’ heart were not looking for what they call “love”.
But cherubs hated them too and that’s why they’re aiming to shoot those arrows unto sapiophiles’ listless hearts, leaving them helpless after the surge of the emotion,where the breaking of a fragile heart causes clamors and wailings in 2:00 a.m.
Cherubs are morbid beings and they are playful that’s why sapiophiles did not trust them ever since.
  But in some cases, Sapiophiles’ brains won’t work right.Their hearts will start to beat as hearts and they would not mind the brain anymore.They are going wild, taking risks even they will get hurt at the end of time.They will feel blood and its creep.

They will live with a heart not knowing that they must die because they did not use their brain—in that very critical time.

They take the risk and die—living for their lives.

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