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Nichole Jennifer

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Joined: 03 Jun 2007
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Location: Sydney, Australia
Nichole Jennifer

Why do I love this girl... she 'gets' me. She plays guitar & sings to me & she has a beautiful voice. She’s a fisherman’s daughter who speaks fluent Japanese & rolls her own cigarettes. She is sooo pretty with eyes like the ocean she grew up next to, in a little resort/beach town at the bottom of Australia. She loves music the way I do. She manages a supermarket and is a scuba diver instructor. She works in summers as a deckhand amongst an all male crew & she swims with wild dolphins & seals. She's a shit-hot photographer & takes the most beautiful black & white shots. Japan is her second home and she sings wicked Japanese songs to me. We cry at the same moments in the same music, movies & moments in life. She has tattoos of a rock star's signature on her foot, a Japanese symbol on her lower back, a swan/dragon between her shoulder blades and the Latin word for freedom on her forearm. She speaks intelligently & acts immaturely. She sings & dances randomly around the house. She is the most level headed, well adjusted and balanced person I know. She has a pierced nipple & cuts her own hair, she’s a vegetarian & she wears bells on her ankles, like a cat. She surfs at her local beach and skateboards to work. She gets anxiety attacks in shopping malls & cries at old people’s shoes. The sound of her orgasm makes me cry. She is humble and has to say sorry whenever she hurts someone, even if she thinks it's justified. She can change a tyre, cook a mean pasta and gut & fillet more fish in an hour than any other male on a boat. She wears dresses and buys lingerie when she’s coming to visit me. She always smells beautiful. She is passionate, loyal, sentimental and intense. Her body feels like home to me, tastes like comfort. She thinks I am the most beautiful amazing person she's ever met. She is crazy beautiful and sweet and intense and so so precious & I miss her like air when she’s not around me. This is my princess, my angel, my girlfriend - Nichole Jennifer.
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