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Male
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A Different Twist and Scope
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| sardonical |
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| Relationship Type: |
Dating |
| Any Children: |
No |
| Future Children: |
No |
| Profile Region: |
28 |
| Live in: |
Los Angeles, CA, |
| Member Gender: |
Male |
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| Member ID: |
27171 |
| Age: |
108
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| Occupation: |
Student |
| Ethnicity: |
White |
| Religion: |
Other |
| Height: |
5' 9" |
| Weight: |
120 |
| Eyes: |
Green |
| Hair: |
Brown |
| Marital Status: |
Single |
| Education Level: |
College |
| Smoke: |
No |
| Drink: |
No |
| Recent Activity: |
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| Seeking: |
Female |
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| I think of myself as a wild and enthusiastic person who has an extraordinary desire in the persuit for applicable knowledge. I seek what can be learned; each person, I think, has the ability to captivate me if they try. Every person has some oddity and some rare attribute that they can share. Since I am limited on time (due to the fact that I'm taking mathematics and chemistry, I shall show some of the stories I have writen in my free time):
Sara had a propensity toward attracting young males,
including ultra-Orthodox Catholic young men. When
she was
in class, she wore light-blue sphagetti-strap
dresses,
complementing her eyes (which would sparkle her
libinous
desires the same way a dog will wet its hungry mouth
for
recently killed flesh) and luscious, pink, mouth.
She never said anything that projected what she
really knew
or thought. Instead, garrulous thoughts and views
pertaining to how far away she lives, as though
anyone
would mind driving an hour to see her bare and all
discussing philosophy and meaning into wee-hours of
the
night while candles burned, passions soared, and
hand clung
to hand, eyes aroused with interest, and hidden
meaning
everywhere. When she spoke, people paid attention;
she
felt needed and important because people cared about
her.
Her skin was transculent, with her shoulders
reflecting the
most light. This titillated the eyes the same way
the blue
moon on a rare day will touch the sense and make the
unseen
perceived and the unknown lit brightly. While
working on
campus, she spoke to a man of 18 years sitting near
a tree
and crying in pain.
"Why speak sadness in thy company when branches of
trees
reach for breathe and thou has many years of life to
live
in search of that which we all search?" she asked.
"But sadness is the greatest evil, for I have sinned
and I
am wrong and incompatiable with all that is good,"
he said.
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