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Im just a little bundle of joy and energy! I work in a café right now.

I like to party and dance, hang out, watch movies, shopping, chat online.

I also like to be pinned down so i cant move and him holding my arms down over my head!

~ Hugs and kisses Sara ~

I'm Sophie, french living in Paris 37 bi, get my pleasur by giving pleasure, love all kind of sex,

One terrible tease! 

I am a large wooden badger recently constructed of Yew and a multitude of other brush and/or shrubbery; by a troupe of British laymen.

We're sorry, The`Wicked could not be reached at this time.  Likely because he's kind of a weenie and doesn't like you.

!asl The`Wicked

WTF...WHY DOES IT NOT WORK HERE?

I'm Me, I live, I love, I laugh (At everything) I am some to many and all to one.  

I love to live life to the fullest extreme!

Tell me it cannot be done, and I will do it, tell me it does not exist, and I will show you the infinite ways it is, when you say enough, it is the beginning, for the end is only bound by your limits. Laugh, Listen and open your mind, see that which is not seen, yet it is always there to see. Please others first then see and receive more than you ever dared to dream beyond your wildest dreams and fantasies.

A person that has empathy for others never expects something in return for performance of a good deed, a good conversationalist. I appreciate the presence and companionship of the smallest creatures and fellow persons, and I am not to concern with material wealth, but I value the wealth of its own existence and being. I have an open mind and love of sex

It's all good, Getting, Giving,

I dream Broken Dreams, I make them come true. I make them for you.

What's that metronome I hear, Perhaps the end is drawing near. You never hear the shot that takes you down.

Now your dreams a memory, and seems more true from far away. Just like smoke that fades and makes no sound.

Out of time, So say goodbye. What is yours,Now it's mine, And I dream broken dreams, I make them come true, I make them for you.

Almost to the mounting top, You slip and fall, just like a stone, Rolling ever faster, To this nightmare you have sown.

You had it all Right in your grasp, But in a breath, You let it pass. Now at last, The end is come, You are all alone.

Now your dreams Are just illusions; Bits of nothing, And confusion. Don't you look  Behind the illusion,  No more timing, And I'm certain,

I dream broken dreams, I make them come true, I make them for you