1. We are not afraid to get down and dirty 2. We know how to listen to directions 3. We at least have a 12" barrel and its hard 4. We can fire off 100's of rounds without getting tired 5. We always wear protection 6. We love to be aggressive, head first into anything 7. We like to push hard, but not hard enough to get hit 8. We clean our barrels a lot 9. We know everything about playing hard and playing safe 10. We're good at moving our fingers extremely fast in small places 11. We can move & contort our bodies into weird positions 12. We know how to use a condom 13. We're used to 2 on 1 and 3 on 1 situations 14. 300 feet per second, need I say more? 15. We can aim 16. Standing, kneeling, laying down... realy it doesnt matter
Interests
Fotografia Musica Cinema Actividades Radicais BTT Paintball
Favorite Music
Current Favorite Artists / Bands: Não consigo dizer, tenho tantas
Lead to the river
Midsummer, I waved
A 'V' of black swans
On with hope to the grave
All through Red September
With skies fire-paved
I begged you appear
Like a thorn for the holy ones
Cold was my soul
Untold was the pain
I faced when you left me
A rose in the rain
So I swore to thy razor
That never, enchained
Would your dark nails of faith
Be pushed through my veins again
Bared on your tomb
I am a prayer for your loneliness
And would you ever soon
Come above unto me?
For once upon a time
From the binds of your lowliness
I could always find
The right slot for your sacred key
Six feet deep is the incision
In my heart, that barless prison
Discolours all with tunnel vision
Sunsetter
Nymphetamine
Sick and weak from my condition
This lust, a vampyric addiction
To her alone in full submission
None better
Nymphetamine
Nymphetamine, nymphetamine
Nymphetamine girl
Nymphetamine, nymphetamine
My nymphetamine girl
Wracked with your charm
I am circled like prey
Back in the forest
Where whispers persuade
More sugar trails
More white lady laid
Than pillars of salt
(Keeping Sodom at night at bay)
Fold to my arms
Hold their mesmeric sway
And dance out to the moon
As we did in those golden days
Christening stars
I remember the way
We were needle and spoon
Mislaid in the burning hay
Bared on your tomb
I am a prayer for your loneliness
And would you ever soon
Come above unto me?
For once upon a time
From the binds of your holiness
I could always find
The right slot for your sacred key
Six feet deep is the incision
In my heart, that barless prison
Discolours all with tunnel vision
Sunsetter
Nymphetamine
Sick and weak from my condition
This lust, a vampyric addiction
To her alone in full submission
None better
Nymphetamine
Sunsetter
Nymphetamine
None better
Nymphetamine
Nymphetamine, nymphetamine
Nymphetamine girl
Nymphetamine, nymphetamine
My nymphetamine girl
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