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@HaHa_Daddy 
            ... A casual stroll through the lunatic asylum shows that faith does not prove anything.  

Therapist: so you blame your father for your..sickness 
            Jason:...sickness?... sick in mind, and, perhaps, in body, are rendered more darkly and hopelessly so by the manifold reflection of their “disease” mirrored back from all quarters in the deportment of those about them..they are compelled to inhale the poison of their own breath *makes an invisible 8 with finger*.. in infinite repetition.

@MachineGunBabi 
            ┬─┬ノ( º _ ºノ)
            
            ┻━┻ ︵ ლ(ಠ益ಠლ)

@UnNaTural_SeleCtIoNs 
            
            She felt the cool metal against her back and the warmth of his body at once as he pressed her against the door. She found his behavior rather odd  for a therapist yet intriguing . Her face displayed a poker like expression as her mind tried to rationalize the situation. 
            
            “Mmmm hmmm....not going to lie...this is a refreshing therapy session.” She flicked the color of his shirt before taking a step outside. 
            
            Her fingers run through  her blonde hair, gathering it into a pony tail, “Okay Mr. Stevens...” she teased as giving him a small wink. She glares at his belt, knowing exactly what he meant.
            
            “Too tight...need a hand?” She grips his belt and shakes it, “kidding we both know ...”
            She stops short as she released his belt.
            
            “Come on..lets have some fun.” 

@MachineGunBabi 
            *he rushed her slightly to the door and pressed her back into the exit as his lanky body slightly pressed on hers. He was a flirt this was a given but Jenna managed to catch his interest, she was a natural psycho and he was an observer of finer things in life. His hand pulling up hers as he clutched it into a fist molding hers into his.  He chuckled at the sight of how the human body molds, (in this case there clasped hands), reminded him of art; Vitruvian;
             He then raised his foot pressing the metal bar behind Jenna to open the door. 
            It was rainy and dark out the leaves rustled about as the traffic was speeding by.
            
            “Don’t boar me jenna make it worth my while.”
            *he winked at her with sarcasm as they both where now outside. And he pulled her close and ran down a fleet of stairs with towards the town. 
            
            “Stevens , is fine, Sir is to formal...”
            He tapped his lap slightly and looked down at his belt and chuckled.
            
            “We can revisit that word later Jenna. At a more appropriate time.”

@UnNaTural_SeleCtIoNs 
            
            Her jaw tightened before the corner of her lips curved. She crossed her arms across her chest in silence as she glared at his hand. 
            
            “Fine.” She snaps in a dramatic tone. Her palm collides agains his as she gives him a low-five. “Entertain me.” Her body pivots facing him while walking backwards in a slow pace.
            
            “What are we doing ..playing patient 00x something?? Huh? Sir..” 

@MargctLeto 
            <.<
            Nothin...I’m bored :)

@MachineGunBabi how about burgers for Rae >_<

@CleopatraCeleste25 
            Cuz I can 
            :)

@CleopatraCeleste25 
            Ahhh ha ha ...
            Ha? Lol

@MargctLeto babiiiiiiiiiiiii<333333333333333

“Mmhmmm”

@JoKeRs_Favor 
            Preachhhhh !! 
            *nods head 

 #agent_sluttyburrito
            Reporting for duty