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Once Desire Was Turned On, Combustion Gave It A Life Of Its Own. Once It Was Turned On It Became A Raging Wildfire, Uncontrollable And Uncontainable, The Type Of Conflagration That Had To Be Allowed To Burn Itself Out.

Desire Is A Beast That Must Be Fed!

Hate Isn't Healthy, It Damages The Hater More Than The One Who's Hated!

The Only Perfect People Are Dead People, Because Their The Only Ones Who Can't Make Mistakes!

Only A Fool Would Argue With A Fool!