We love ourselves too often and need reach out much more often. It is a social responsibility and it effects the environment also.
The romance of war does not compare with my best kiss ever in Wendy's car better than a surprise attack she sudfdenly had me lip locked and blood preasure hitting the roof of her car. Eventual I stumbled oit of her car barely able to walk. I almost burst my inner tank cannon. From then on women were better then war, destruction, death and even genocide!
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