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saya:
I would shoot you with an entire bag of marshmallows... no mercy!
masterzero67:
keep the funny shit coming !!!!!!!!!!
A Sun That Never Sets
A sun that never sets burns on.
New light is this river's dawn.
When to speak of a word so old
is to relearn what is known.
A time to think back and move on.
Rebuild the loves of lives long gone.
The blood that flows through me is not my own.
The blood is from the past, not my...
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A sun that never sets burns on.
New light is this river's dawn.
When to speak of a word so old
is to relearn what is known.
A time to think back and move on.
Rebuild the loves of lives long gone.
The blood that flows through me is not my own.
The blood is from the past, not my...
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ash:
awww, well isnt that terrible
just stoppin by to say hello cuz u requested my friendship and I dont know u yet
just stoppin by to say hello cuz u requested my friendship and I dont know u yet
ayane:
oh, if ever i want to get nekkid in Denmark, i know who to call!!!
kay:
Wow. That was...disturbing.
~cheers
~cheers
Took too much of this, had too much of that
But with you I never got enough
I thought there'd never be love in my life
And that's sad 'cos when I think what I could've had
It makes me feel so bad
I smoked a lot of sky, I drank a lot of rain
Anything to ease my pain
But now your touch is...
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But with you I never got enough
I thought there'd never be love in my life
And that's sad 'cos when I think what I could've had
It makes me feel so bad
I smoked a lot of sky, I drank a lot of rain
Anything to ease my pain
But now your touch is...
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The nights are wearing me down
And it`s hard getting through the day
`Cos I need you right now
And right now you`re so faraway
I guess that I should have known
That I`d end up this way
But I swear I`ll come home
And then nothing will drag me away
Now that some much time has passed
I know that this love of ours...
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And it`s hard getting through the day
`Cos I need you right now
And right now you`re so faraway
I guess that I should have known
That I`d end up this way
But I swear I`ll come home
And then nothing will drag me away
Now that some much time has passed
I know that this love of ours...
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Mitch Cohen: What do you do, Leonard? For work?
Leonard Crabbe: Oh work! I'm in the bladder management industry. I sell catheters. I've started my own distribution company, Sure Flo, you might have heard of it.
Leonard Crabbe: Oh work! I'm in the bladder management industry. I sell catheters. I've started my own distribution company, Sure Flo, you might have heard of it.
minceir:
Did not do it for vanity, but for my Health and I wanted to do it.
REMEMBER me when I am gone away,
Gone far away into the silent land;
When you can no more hold me by the hand,
Nor I half turn to go yet turning stay.
Remember me when no more day by day
You tell me of our future that you plann'd:
Only remember me; you understand
It will be late to counsel then or pray.
Yet...
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Gone far away into the silent land;
When you can no more hold me by the hand,
Nor I half turn to go yet turning stay.
Remember me when no more day by day
You tell me of our future that you plann'd:
Only remember me; you understand
It will be late to counsel then or pray.
Yet...
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minceir:
Far from Forgotten, less mount shrouded
against lighted sky, when dark looms wide
Dream of possible lives, forget all that awakes
beyond you see, comets fly o'high.
against lighted sky, when dark looms wide
Dream of possible lives, forget all that awakes
beyond you see, comets fly o'high.
Because of you, in gardens of blossoming flowers I ache from the
perfumes of spring.
I have forgotten your face, I no longer remember your hands;
how did your lips feel on mine?
Because of you, I love the white statues drowsing in the parks,
the white statues that have neither voice nor sight.
I have forgotten your voice, your happy voice; I have forgotten...
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perfumes of spring.
I have forgotten your face, I no longer remember your hands;
how did your lips feel on mine?
Because of you, I love the white statues drowsing in the parks,
the white statues that have neither voice nor sight.
I have forgotten your voice, your happy voice; I have forgotten...
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minceir:
No less broken is the memories that stay with you, though cherished. But it will pass the sadness as does the despair, where you will come alive again and be new once more.
minceir:
Thanx



You look so evil...
evil kisses for youuu gruarrr...