If you go to far out into space can you ever come home or will your DNA be too damaged by cosmic rays to procreate anything other than a slime mold? Yes I think she gets me at last. I'll try not to weigh on her too much. Bales of photosynthesis get heavy. She would look good out on the farm. But sophistication can be so tactical. Congratulations I care. For a moment anyway till you are fatigued of my presence. 2.4 should suffice. For now, if not, crayons are cheap. I'm going to get myself something now, a next line in the sand. I pray that we maintain affection and don't get down and dirty into the trenches. Geography is a good place to start. Where, I should probably date my woman eventually, somewhere we can purchase bed room essentials.
I'm listening to Django, because the guitarists of today are insinuously divine. 6strings plucked somewhere in or out of Spain. I have a guitar, a Yamaha with a grain of rice for Belle. It's not that greatest mouse trap ever divised, but close. I'd let her out anyway. I want her to get a raise. From me I need to think about something other than obsession and her. She's good looking, smart? I hope so. At least enough to vote and get everyone to vote with there eyes. I don't know much about her, but she won the semantic beach Stroke, don't worry I'm not dead with my secrets. I wouldn't want you to be stuck with Belle in this hot, warm, cold, frozen world. Exposure and now you are projected.
I should conduct a survey, what's the best compliment to give to a choice.
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