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Baby girl I think We have no hope, these people worship polymorphous perverse idols. The sacred female? Pray to Jesus mom she can be nicer and more powerful than God. I am in love with a boy I once knew is all. Do not dare call me God, even if I was and I am definitely not. So, satanic worship means fucking anyone you wanna and kill who you wanna. And call that freedom. One orgy a year or maybe one a month. How does aids free one? I have lived in a male orgy city. I just knew it was too much and these guys be asking for some kind a trouble. I kept my mouth shut. Anything, anyone wanna be God for Real. You are so so so stupid. Oh yes it was the rays a the sun got me preggers. And Note the tower fell. Worship the turds of my dog. Oh fuck, they are sick beyond belief. I only know how to war this into Reality. When aids first came into the market place it was thought to be from swallowing too much sperm. Scholarly dictum for a moment or two.

Make Satan back as my best buddy Davy boy suffices for me. Served Us with every thing he had was childhood friends with the president of Satan's Choice Motorcycle club. He would claim if ya asked him he never had it so good. That is quite the compliment coming from Lucifers lips himself. He is back pon His Throne in heaven. Simply another dimension of Reality one has no access into with an un purified heart.

Mothers sucking off their baby boys, n girls likely. Down to the color of their Easter Eggs. I have no problem girls comforting their children sexually. Specially choillichy girls We have seen it work way better than drugs. My friend a doctor at the time. Now he is a psychiatrist. Experimenting we were young and inquisitive and knew nothing about perversion. Sucking on the Governments tit. I will just work n do my best. We will not be bullied by inferior folk. Real sick girls in positions of petty, power. Got a stick by God she will not be disobeyed. To wit get yerself fucked girl. We are not political at all. It irks me under my skin.
I simply cut it off. Too bad for her. She was so busy being boss she forgot to love her man. Now she is so mean and wizened inside nobody be wanna her at all. She liked them big fat n thick or is it long n thick got herself a son looks like a basket ball player, colour of my shirt. I can just see it just fuck me now damnit, and with son she grew and Daddy is no place to be found.

I have offended Nurse cratchet's panties got em into a Royal knot I did. We have seven Billion of these all congenial  on the outside. Why do you do this? If this is not love I do not know what it is.
It is a love that has issues that I do not seem able to convince you of the purple rain that falls ripe inside of me.  In sharing the Joys of pure clean being with Y,ou. And as many as We can while We be alive there is hope. People who have known no love cannot be expected to give it away. Most have never glimpsed when you left me the first time, when I got to heaven I was gonna murder you. I have never been hurt like that. Eve'r. Right on your birthday so I would know for sure it was a goodbye and you wrote me letters like I do for you now. And I ignored you. I did. I did not know what to say. I just knew We had a wait a while. You would feel it as ignoring as if Y,ou did not mean a thing to me. I am guilty of that. You fucked things Up at the airport. After that I knew with Y,ou I had a really love by a boy well a mere obstical here was a person upon whom I can depend for love and then you go n kill yourself. A too big hit a Junk. You who drilled it into my head you can always take more. This individual Promised to come back for me. I had no idea it could happen so fast. I knew and I was right I was never to know the taste of True real love pon my lips save Lencia, and she killed herself too. I began to think I was dangerous to love. And maybe I shouyld do people a favor and stay away from everybody. That lasted until the first girl gave me the nod. So, I made a glutton of myself of woman flesh.  Fungible is real good, just not any kind a balls under it. Like them male bathhouse romances.


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