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JESUSSS CHRIST SAVE MY BODY AND MY MIND FROM UNHOLY THOUGHTS!!!!
my pannies…where did they go? O.O….In his pocket? sounds legit.
panties? i heard of those. what are they again…?
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Thank God I’m not basic.
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“My paintings supersede my own conscious thoughts and I’m constantly playing an intellectual game of catch up with myself.”- Kajahl Benes
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Perhaps even disregarded by the intent with any developmental meme or descriptive malapropism that incurs with a societal flare by default, my attentive belief about my intelligence being fond of its implicating arousal - surely inclines hope for someone like myself whom would take such the presumed compliment admirably with lust at a glance. However, the general public whom hold this term in favor that would accompany this Latin-inspired adjective, seemingly embeds and ignore the basis on what inscribes attraction to be initiated - physical image. For example, if a person whom presumes to yield to the advocacy of being a sapiosexual or even acclaim its integrity within its decorative esteem-enlightenment, I would only hope one doesn’t defer to any pertinent declaration of having complete negligence for physical image and for the value that it withholds - and yet even more distinctively attractive than the mind itself. Perhaps before
…linear bristles became a lavishing implement in ascertaining the restorative aesthetic appeal with non-cemented particles that many are informed to use to enhance skin deframentation…
became a thought after waking getting ready for work for many - I would hope to think such a rhetoric description of a make-up brush wouldn’t be as attractive in as much to just mention simply what I already had meant from the beginning. The point I’m trying to make is that even such an adjective like sapiosexual, may inscribe some informal discreet or indiscreet appraisal towards someone’s mental perspicacity, and yet I would not recommend hindering one’s physical image from lurking in the forefront of one’s real initiation for their approach however vestigial and trivial one presumes the physical image to be…as I wonder myself for how any attention would become rather in favor to anyone whom has met me and how their sapiosexual intentions would change, if I were to mention that my images they have viewed upon my page, weren’t that of me to begin with…
…and yet I wonder how many sapiosexual individuals are reblogged daily for being horrifically-looking with an intellect of aspiration, or better yet for an aspiration of their intellect?
