HERE TO HANG OUT AND MAKE SOME FRIENDS. NOT GOING TO SHOW YOU MY BOOBS, OR ANY OTHER BODY PART NAKED. NOT HERE TO TALK DIRTY OR GET YOU OFF. FLIRTING WORKS FOR ME AS LONG AS IT DOESN'T GET TO GRAPHIC. NO I DON'T WANT TO SEE YOUR PENIS, YOUR BIG ONE, OR WHATEVER ELSE YOU CALL WHAT IS IN YOUR PANTS. YOU DON'T LIKE WHAT YOU JUST READ, THAT IS YOUR CHOICE AND I AM NOT OFFENDED. I AM WHO I AM AND IF YOU DONT LIKE ME FOR THAT , WELL IT WAS NICE TO MEET YOU, AND HAVE A NICE DAY! WARNING!!!! I DO NOT DO OR DEAL WITH DRAMA, YOU WILL BE DELETED! HUGGS AND SMILES,, .

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CANCER – The Beauty (June 21 to July 22)
MOST AMAZING KISSER. Very high appeal. A Cancer’s love is one of a kind… Very romantic. Most caring person you will ever meet in your life. Entirely creative person, most are artists and insane, respectfully speaking. They perfected sex and do it often. Extremely random. An ultimate freak. Extremely funny and is usually the life of the party. Most Cancers will take you under their wing and into their hearts where you will remain forever. Cancers make love with a passion beyond compare. Spontaneous. Not a fighter, but will kick your ass good if it comes down to it. Someone you should hold on to

she walks and hears the pieces of her broken heart rattle within the walls of her ribs. her long hair now hangs loose and over her shoulders and her head is bent in sorrow. with her hands held to her chest she tries to keep the pieces from moving, every step another piece cuts her deep. her eyes are wet with tears and the run across her face leaves streaks of blood. she hwads up the stairs to he hollows of her castle walls were she will heal.... maybe. she wonders with each step if his love for her has grown cold, she wonders is there any hope left? she shakes her head and answers no, no there is no more hope, hope has deserted her and now she is alone. she pounds her fist on the walls of the castle and cries out loud, "why" "why does love always grow cold"? she knows what she must do, she reaches her room and opens the french doors that lead out to her balconey. there she stares into the darkness that reminds her of who own heart. she leans forward and her body shatters against the ground below, she is now free.......