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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Today I feel I may have found the best indoor location in the Bay Area so far. Secret!
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1. I figured out the feeling of having many hours alive is false if we falsely perceive time. Time is going faster than I think it is. I...