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I find it hard to believe it but I'm an emotional paraplegic no feeling from the neck down I would only think never crack a smile or a frown locked my emotions in the closet while I let my thoughts go to town. I'm entering a phase of restoration having more than physical sensation when I engage in ************ before I was an illegal assembly line but now these feelings are real and these feelings are mine I was severely understaffed and had to discontinue the emotion station but now my internal economy is fixed and I'm getting slave labor from underage Haitians.
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Sep 9, 2015
Sep 9, 2015 at 8:32 PM UTC
The inner workings, a lack there of.
I find it hard to believe it but I'm an emotional paraplegic no feeling from the neck down I would only think never crack a smile or a frown locked my emotions in the closet while I let my thoughts go to town. I'm entering a phase of restoration having more than physical sensation when I engage in ************ before I was an illegal assembly line but now these feelings are real and these feelings are mine I was severely understaffed and had to discontinue the emotion station but now my internal economy is fixed and I'm getting slave labor from underage Haitians.
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Sep 9, 2015
Sep 9, 2015 at 8:32 PM UTC
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