The art of seduction is I dropped out. But I got exactly what I wanted. I am stunned by Professor Leslie Stratton's finale. They delivered %100. She got me in.

 Are you a real person or a legend? Professor Stratton reminds me of Harry Potter. I was taught to think barbaric. I wrote VCU letters in my blog.

I knelt. I deflected. I accepted defeat at times in their glory and higher power. It was worth it, concrete proof.

Knowing the juveniles. Being able to live solo. A gorgeous lifelong production. Impossible to track yet godly dietic Catholic spells.

The big brain. Battle of the sexes can be won on either side. 2000 Diva Christmas Carol with Vanessa Williams as Ebenezer. Top tier school and lifelong insured quality control from a maybe VFW vet me with paranormal like the eternal Wraith and 100 year old Birchmere concert.

I would be happy to be a sex addict home owner and die younger with HIV. I would gladly give what is hers as a trade instead of being a hermit who I don't know all the story too and am aware of the artificial intelligence hacking and british superstitions rewrites and editions. My non negotiable is my parents married and our freedom also Republican and hearing guarantees.



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