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I want ACTION!

Change or die alone. Thats what it's come down to I see. I hate it. I feel fake as fuck if I do. But to get the prize ya gotta play the game. There's a question that i cant escape nowmatter what i do and it fustrates me. Every lady that was interested in my one way or another has asked me this: "Why dont you ask any questions about me?" for some reason when i dont ask to them its a sign i'm not interested in them and that FAR from the fucking truth. I like to call myself an action personified person. I'd rather do than say. We all know the saying that goes with that. I already know the essencials from you because ive already asked. I dont want just sex from you if at all. If i did that would be the main array of constant questions i'd ask. I feel what I need to know is gonna come out in person when your with me and vice versa. I want you to meet me not My representative or me fuel injected by my publicity agent. Why can't I be myself Is what i'd like to ask.

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