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05-05-2006, 12:58 PM | #722 (permalink) |
Raptor
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That's pretty sweet.
9/10 And I retired my Debbie Harry icon....for now.
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So here's to living life miserable.
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05-05-2006, 01:00 PM | #723 (permalink) |
The Erroneous Hoodlum
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8/10
-2 for being pretty bland... +8 because of Jennifer Finch....yum! ahhh, nevermind, this was for bruise violet...
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05-05-2006, 01:01 PM | #724 (permalink) |
Raptor
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Yeah, figured because of the Jennifer Finch comment.
And I love yours, I'm doing some of that tonight. 10/10
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So here's to living life miserable.
And here's to all the lonely stories that I've told. Maybe drinking wine will validate my sorrow. Every man needs a muse and mine could be the bottle. |
05-06-2006, 10:31 PM | #725 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
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^ i jus dont know 7/10
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We went back there and they had come and hacked off every inoculated arm. There they were in a pile. A pile of little arms. And I remember... I... I... I cried. I wept like some grandmother. I wanted to tear my teeth out. I didn't know what I wanted to do. And I want to remember it. I never want to forget it. I never want to forget. And then I realized... like I was shot... like I was shot with a diamond... a diamond bullet right through my forehead. And I thought: My God... the genius of that. |
05-06-2006, 10:35 PM | #726 (permalink) |
Raptor
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Yeah...it was kinda cool at the moment.
I like yours, but you keep chosing an icon with indistinct features. I'll take your 7/10 and match it.....7/10.
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So here's to living life miserable.
And here's to all the lonely stories that I've told. Maybe drinking wine will validate my sorrow. Every man needs a muse and mine could be the bottle. |
05-06-2006, 10:39 PM | #727 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
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^ u jus cahnged ur avatar like 2 times
6/10 i lied the old on better
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We went back there and they had come and hacked off every inoculated arm. There they were in a pile. A pile of little arms. And I remember... I... I... I cried. I wept like some grandmother. I wanted to tear my teeth out. I didn't know what I wanted to do. And I want to remember it. I never want to forget it. I never want to forget. And then I realized... like I was shot... like I was shot with a diamond... a diamond bullet right through my forehead. And I thought: My God... the genius of that. |
05-06-2006, 10:43 PM | #728 (permalink) |
Raptor
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lol, yeah, I was deciding between three.
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So here's to living life miserable.
And here's to all the lonely stories that I've told. Maybe drinking wine will validate my sorrow. Every man needs a muse and mine could be the bottle. |
05-06-2006, 10:51 PM | #729 (permalink) |
butt say x
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mine/ownsyours
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05-06-2006, 10:57 PM | #730 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
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1/10 getting old
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We went back there and they had come and hacked off every inoculated arm. There they were in a pile. A pile of little arms. And I remember... I... I... I cried. I wept like some grandmother. I wanted to tear my teeth out. I didn't know what I wanted to do. And I want to remember it. I never want to forget it. I never want to forget. And then I realized... like I was shot... like I was shot with a diamond... a diamond bullet right through my forehead. And I thought: My God... the genius of that. |
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