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 Posted: Wed Jul 27, 2005 7:57 pm
This post better be 600!!!11!!11!!1!1oneonetyone!!!
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Posted: Wed Jul 27, 2005 7:58 pm
Finally. Now I feel like I've accomplished something, kinda. domokun
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Posted: Wed Jul 27, 2005 8:00 pm
Averial replied to the thing in your avie thingy
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Posted: Wed Jul 27, 2005 8:02 pm
I noticed I'm already speakin to her/him/it. Haha.
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Posted: Wed Jul 27, 2005 8:03 pm
shes a she she told us a few pages when we where talking about lenght and how deep a girl can feel that stuff
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Posted: Wed Jul 27, 2005 8:06 pm
Argh, didn't get that part, but I do remember that part about how deep one can feel it... both ways. Haha, sick.
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Posted: Wed Jul 27, 2005 8:08 pm
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Posted: Wed Jul 27, 2005 8:14 pm
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Posted: Wed Jul 27, 2005 8:15 pm
I want to rp....but don't have the will to post, what a snaffu..
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Posted: Wed Jul 27, 2005 8:15 pm
where the hell is everyone
Flogging Molly=Factory Girls
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Posted: Wed Jul 27, 2005 8:21 pm
What do you mean by Flogging Molly=Factory Girls ???
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Posted: Wed Jul 27, 2005 8:24 pm
Averil I want to rp....but don't have the will to post, what a snaffu.. Go to Mon Calamari with your padawan you can check and help me and fynn with all the milatary stuff rooster thats the artes and song i was listinging to at that momnet
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Posted: Wed Jul 27, 2005 8:25 pm
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Posted: Wed Jul 27, 2005 8:34 pm
You, you never looked so good
Sipping life down like I wish I could
But these sober tears are all that's left to shed
Sandy's soul, now made of bread
Face down beneath the rubble lies a man
Tales of the future already in the past
And of himself, well he hasn't much to say
But wake the gods, it's droodlin' day
He said, "I left my home where the dead never rose
But the streets of gold i've yet to find
And at the end of the day all you can do is pray
Without hope well you might as well be blind, yeah be blind
Tomorrow comes a day too soon, tomorrow comes a day too soon"
Angel, sweet angel of my youth
Where have you gone? You flew away too soon
The brick I built now builds a higher wall
See it crumble, hear me fall
There hangs the fool, who once had it all
He said, "I left my home where the dead never rose
But the streets of gold i've yet to find
And at the end of the day all you can do is pray
Without hope well you might as well be blind, yeah be blind
Tomorrow comes a day too soon, tomorrow comes a day too soon"
And though the road has yet to rise
On these hundred years that passed me by
And the blood with the river flows
Through the crimson field never sung
And no never sung
He said, "I left my home where the dead never rose
But the streets of gold i've yet to find
And at the end of the day all you can do is pray
Without hope well you might as well be blind, yeah be blind
Tomorrow comes a day too soon, tomorrow comes a day too soon
Tomorrow comes a day too soon, tomorrow comes a day too soon"
Ahh well you, you never looked so good
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Posted: Wed Jul 27, 2005 8:35 pm
I wish I wasn't allergic to kitties... sad
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