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Lust ISN'T Love!


He spots Her; She notices. He's so fucking hot! She's so damn fine! They meet, they flirt, they hit it off. The pups develop "feelings" for eachother. They hook up, date and fuck. Neither wore protection! She got knocked up. It wasn't expected! It wasn't wanted! Neither are ready. He flew the coop. She finished off an entire jar of peanut butter. One decision; four choices: Abortion? Adoption? Foster Care? Motherhood? Her life can't be ruined any more! She aborts it.
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Fitzy Marlote
Many young women have recapped such experiences to me. I've witnessed it happen. As far as my use of certain words... I limit their usage. Such words are quite powerful when used properly making for a stronger statement.

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