Sunday, March 29, 2015 at 8:53 PM

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The tears of pain run down my cheeks as I begin to weep. I fell in pain for what I can’t tell. I’m in need of bondage and prison confinement. There has to be someone who can provide that to me I don’t want all that much but security food and to live in Europe why can’t I.

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