“Two, let’s all stop smoking blunts; let’s smoke out of papers. Ladies, you all should just love me. Let’s all have a beautiful year, let’s get this money.”

I mean, I’m a fan of Eminem. I’m a fan first and foremost. Maybe before I wouldn’t have challenged him, but I’m contemplating it now.

Typically cult groups target universities and colleges. Most likely those schools that maintain campus housing.

Everyday I’m Hustlin.

Typically cult groups target universities and colleges. Most likely those schools that maintain campus housing.

I mean, I’m a fan of Eminem. I’m a fan first and foremost. Maybe before I wouldn’t have challenged him, but I’m contemplating it now.

I mean, I’m a fan of Eminem. I’m a fan first and foremost. Maybe before I wouldn’t have challenged him, but I’m contemplating it now.

Most often the earlier a cult member is approached through an intervention the more likely they are to be responsive.

Woman is the most precious gift known to man.

Most often the earlier a cult member is approached through an intervention the more likely they are to be responsive.

Woman is the most precious gift known to man.

Most often the earlier a cult member is approached through an intervention the more likely they are to be responsive.

Every day is a new opportunity to reach that goal.

Woman is the most precious gift known to man.

In a cult intervention information is presented about the group that the member is most often not aware of.

Every day is a new opportunity to reach that goal.

Also, schools share some responsibility and should offer helpful orientations that include general information about such recruitment efforts on their campuses.

And she started flying, just like the beautiful butterfly she is.

True beauty is reflected from within.

She is like a beautiful night. Full of stars and darkness.

Darling, Crying over beauty sometimes is fine; You are only human after all.

And through all your phases you are still beautiful.

The beauty in the suffering is not the lack of love they have, it’s the depth of love they swam into that drowned them among their highest waters.

Your poems are so beautiful I almost forgot the pain you lived to pen them-from pain comes with beautiful things.

It’s a beautiful night in Paris. It’s raining and I’d like us to love each other tonight.