Last Login: 09/20/2010 12:20 pm
Registered: 03/13/2004
Gender: Female
In my world with butterflies...
In my world with butterflies...
Incapable to breathe...
To a place where the time never rejects us to those liars. Unable to get back our souls...
Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures or conversations in it, `and what is the use of a book,' thought Alice `without pictures or conversation?'
Alice in wonderland
It was all very well to say `Drink me,'
but the wise little Alice was not going to do that in a hurry
`No, I'll look first,' she said, `and see whether it's marked "poison" or not';
I'm married to my long drag until death part us - which will be very soon. Oh well!
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My pixel cancer victims
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