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fill in the blank and win a prize...(yes, i'm bored)

to engage in coitus with -- sometimes used interjectionally with an object (as a personal or reflexive pronoun) to express anger, contempt, or disgust:____________

the anatomical juxtaposition of two orbicular muscles in a state of contraction:______________

beverage made by percolation, infusion, or decoction from the roasted and ground seeds of a plant widely cultivated in...
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marni:
you tell him, b! how is 'a case of the crazies' not the same as psychosis? and you pessimist you! -4 instead of +7? pout.

wink wink!
ria:
ack just not in time enough.
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marni:
hello. i like your name.
your_bad_betty:
i see this picture everywhere...
and everytime it gets more and more disturbing.
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sabreenasteel:
hmmm smile
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skull LIMBO skull
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franklin:
I actually moved to Moreno Valley after high school.
star_pariah:
okay I'm sorry... I accidently pressed the wrong button... I'm so stupid with computers sometimes.... but I'm sure I'd like to meet you someday - right?
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i can't believe it.i got arrested a few nights ago.my friend and i were fighting and i threw her luggage off the balcony of my 8th floor apartment.damn.i was fucking wasted.what the fuck was i thinking?the japanese police did not think it was as charming as one may have thought if seeing it in a major motion picture involving dysfunctional male/female friendships-seeing as i was...
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-my friend just showed me his *extremely* hairy ass

-a woman i was sleeping with for a while will not leave me alone. she works in a bakery and the cakes have been really good lately, but i'm afraid that if i cut her off completely they might start tasting like shit again frown

-i can't stop listening to fields of nephilim's album- elizium skull

-voltaire's book,...
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Ocean, I hate you! For I recognize
the sobs and insults of my own despair,
the bitter laughter of a beaten man
repeated in the sea's huge gaiety.

Night! You'd please me even more without these stars
which speak a language I know all too well-
I long for darkness, silence,
nothing there. . .

-c. baudelaire