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Terrell All-ins (All in from capacity from having gone all out many an incident)

    High school is a time I'm going to try and recapitulate to you outside of the workday because it is the basis for employment in the world and many of us were fully employed during that time where you could come across many a woman. Then, men would have to learn to cheat life because of all the leagues there are in high school or divisions and not cliques because that really is just bait and copout to say that their friends are in a group unlike yours or that of the social butterflies all getting together or everyone acting like such, a socialite, at prom or grad or orientation.



    Many a facilitation of having to do less to be representative of more which was sequentially worse and worse because of less and less physical contact and badly analogous to tiny rocks compared to the rockbuild that is the scene of an avalanche. When you're just starting out, no one really wants to lose their purity, essence, or virginity because then, that is like the basis for what adult men go through, if and only if, they ever have premature ejaculations or untimed moments of sexuality. Since we are the patriarchy, that is somehow the worse thing about us. Then are we a patriarchy or is this shame coming from the same place that holds power, that being the matriarchy? But really no one gets to close, unless they want the attention of shame or its foundations so they can use it to climb ladders which are also not very much like leagues which I want to disclose as proof of the disclosest I can make it out to being is from college diatribes and not high school, in the form of dance teams and chearleaders. Seemingly paradise, two in one for one college team. From Let's Go chants to "they blew...why did we even need to show support by going, cheering no less?". 



    Most places of learning have a football team, but my college did not and many don't, but that is atypical for high schools because football teams can have many players and many more players than their high school basketball teams. That is no knock on juco or any other alternative like 3on3 basketball which is slavery or misused and flag football which is increasingly for the prissy jocks to coach girls and thats all I have on that front. They can tell you to your own face or hand how they go bout it! But this note is about how if you ever alternate being a jock with an altercation of show and tell, it really does become an altercation that a girl needs to act more proper. Misuser interacted or misused altercations like her saying she was taken advantaged of and is now distancing herself because her true form is getting recognition amongst leagues of women whenever they commune with no straight men or for social improvement on video is talk of towns liked the ones I've... 



    My farce in life is that if I come to recognize a face you make and particulars about you, the more I ghost you or want nothing to do with you that that doesn't lead with my wants of course. A dance teamer could show me it all, bare it all and I'd rather discuss a move she is insecure about. For her to be proper I think necessitates gravitating away so with anything that makes improper or a move not to do without a bound group, to the move all at the same go and done and out or with me! Set hut! So attached to the farce is me either making it or not wanting to make up for not making it with her by a non sequitur of me doing something to have a requisite response i.e. putting myself out there.



     I can connect it however much I want, but its only to a farce and not to varsity recognition or a dual starter or let's say, "a fully employed". I'm like the new word that people found out about by actually doing and connecting which is to say the admired their homework, for instance. Most of the times they, anyone I used to call a peer, won't show it, it as their admiration for me or anything random I propitiated for intimacy. The next day, or what have you, will blatantly be my churning and itching for something to receive from someone even if it was a comment-I-didn't-know-its-reference of, heard offhand, yup that would diffuse the tensions like a scratch. Besides, with it all day waiting to bare the teeth to another's empathy is usually what I became obsessed with, sort of a purgatory addiction. And I win out, or if they reply or not, the further they go without diffusing the fire of mine within, the more so they don't have it, the word or me, in their heads.



    Anymore in my book, is away with debauchery. From me going away from them, that patternized relations with the public around me going away from me, is the fantastical scene of fishes swimming in opposite directions, in that the fish have passed each other. All we know is that they are mutually departed, not necessarily that anything went down sooner than when the observer caught up. Anyone who says that he is just reifying the sky falling and none of it actually happened, then how do you explain how I know of so many of trivialities and tedious, OCD things more than I can count. I lean on these more than on myself having three square meals daily. That's not from food insecurity. That's from food trauma.



    Everyones' defense mechanism like pharmacy within the independent thought patterns is usually one of invisible of the invisible and visible things that come to light. Don't ever go to the hospital for food. The whole framework of a hospital is you stay sooner or later there is consensus for you to leave. It is irrespective if you're good and ready and their parameters make it so that if you were not harmed or traumatic before you got there being there will do that to you. Just by being there, their framework they are trying as part of their work is to make you an addict to the pills that have good workable side effects so that you can give to the government and economy rather than giving to the personality of the United States which is the streets. The thing you can never detract from is the taste left in your mouth after day after day of the same meals. The food taste so distinct from outside food so that when you know you can get over having an option that you're addicted to you can leave with not only nostalgia but knowing that you could not get over that addiction of hospital food if the economy made it palatable. Just like being introduced by a friend to outdoors, high school and these drugs to our system only produce a sense of nostalgia to scenery.

About me Gender Male Introduction Immediate answer to FAQ. Questions of protection pierced me when I was a maricopa county inmate. For as much as I gained routine that I don't express to others as much as I could, now and then, God works as inorganic and an omnicapacitor even though man and earthenworks are organic.

EJ: Eniefiok Joseph Akpanikat

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