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| I'm an avid reader of all things fiction, and I'd like to think I'm a decent writer. Maybe I'll get published one day. I'm also a hobbyist photographer who hopes to make it a significant part of her adult life, and wouldn't mind modeling for some of my more adept friends. I'm also in love with psychology, sociology, art history, and the classics. I'm known to get a little slap happy during a bought of insomnia, and choke up at all the profound songs my iTunes playlist shuffles during a night-owl session with Aurie. And I'll rape you if you even slightly suggest that unicorns don't exist - Good day! |
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Do What you want to do..but please take a look at this
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and please, tell it your friends
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"Shall I be there too, fresh-wounded, your latest Prisoner – displaying your captive mind – hands bound behind her, with Conscience, Modesty, and all Love’s other enemies, whipped into line" - Ovid
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I'm dancing in the shadows of life and death is all around me tonight......
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"Shall I be there too, fresh-wounded, your latest Prisoner – displaying your captive mind – hands bound behind her, with Conscience, Modesty, and all Love’s other enemies, whipped into line" - Ovid
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"Shall I be there too, fresh-wounded, your latest Prisoner – displaying your captive mind – hands bound behind her, with Conscience, Modesty, and all Love’s other enemies, whipped into line" - Ovid
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Kind regards,
Frank
Enjoy my last News Article 'Finest Macro, Nature and Invertebrates in Squares'
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"Shall I be there too, fresh-wounded, your latest Prisoner – displaying your captive mind – hands bound behind her, with Conscience, Modesty, and all Love’s other enemies, whipped into line" - Ovid
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That which is born of the flesh may die, but that which is born of the Spirit will live forever.
~D.L. Moody
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"Shall I be there too, fresh-wounded, your latest Prisoner – displaying your captive mind – hands bound behind her, with Conscience, Modesty, and all Love’s other enemies, whipped into line" - Ovid
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