Thursday, November 10, 2016

I do not control you. I do not own you. You are not a robot. You are not an inanimate object that I can mold to my perception of perfection.

I do not control you. I do not own you. You are not a robot. You are not an inanimate object that I can mold to my perception of perfection. 
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