How powerful is love is like asking how many virgins you want as life's reward. No more national debt! That's close to heaven too. To bad we have aspersion laying, soothsaying, sweet talking, deceiving, gypsy, liars, murderous, tramps and thieves!
Oh, my powerful image of heaven is to propel my ethereally charged by this life's energy into oblivion where only the charges I emit be the answer to my intelligently drawn wish. Every Hot Fucking Babe I had on my wall in my pre-teens. And they were 18 and older then too!
And they were the only ones I wanted to be fucked by!
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