If you are chaos, I am order. My land (Texoma) gives power to take the nuclear powered chaos engine of masculinity to wash from our rivers that run red, over your G-spot to both make you explode and to cool you and satisfy you.

The community of socialized belief only required you to believe in the power of supply and demand as your belief.

The land of wine, lakes, horses and peace, only requires a person to be peaceful and yet weird at the same time….

Lover of people, Texas Feminist Liberal Democrat, Horse Farm, High Tech Gadget ENFP Guy, and someone who appreciates the struggle of women and wants to help.