/fa/ - Fashion

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who /egregore/ here

My name is Christopher S. Clayborne. I am 41 but peeps say I live from 26 to 33. I am terrified of growing old, looking old actually, before I can fulfill even one of my dreams. My wrinkles are starting to become more apparent in certain kinds of light. Only too soon will they be apparent in ALL shades of light. Terrifying AND depressing, the thought of becoming a lonely, debilitated-by-stroke-and disease, old, malcontent. I am willing to sell my soul for the life I had, but never really had, especially if it gets me on Doctor Oz.

Let me try to paint you a picture why I so honestly desperately need Doctor Oz and his expertise.

Aside from his being a PHYSICIAN of physicians - he is the second Jesus Christ GREAT Physician. A doctor who will, hopefully - still got my fingers crossed - cure than cause rather than make treat like a cash cow giving me a lifetime of treating my mere symptoms.

I know that beyond the sunny horizon in my life DEATH waits for me. I get constant reminders of this in my body daily. I feel his sinister hands slowly reaching for my neck.
I want to achieve my real dreams 'cause you only come this way once. I wanna not have to think about dying until it IS time for me to die! I will be terrified, but I wanna put that off for as long as I can. I sure hpe there IS REAL and everlasting life after death, but... Too good to be true, and NDE's have been debunked and even manipulated by Dr. Susan Blackmore, who injected a patient with Endorphins-suppressant and turs his pleasant NDE into a demon-filled NDE.