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05-04-2006, 09:04 PM
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ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: new hampsha
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^ 11/10 caus ei wanna be cooler tha H.I.M heY LeS PaulZZZZZ can ia dd u to my frinds list now tooooooooo???????????/ cause i dig ur avatar
goddamn you HIM thta was for les paul
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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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05-04-2006, 09:09 PM
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Raptor
Join Date: Mar 2006
Location: Metro Detroit, MI
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lolz, so lyke me 2. I wAnT 2 b every1s fRiEnD!
anyway, I cant tell whats going on in the icon....but look like fun, so 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. |
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05-04-2006, 09:11 PM
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dontcareaboutyou
Join Date: Apr 2006
Location: North Carolina
Posts: 5,188
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idk who that is 6/10
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http://nakednaps.bandcamp.com/ |
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05-04-2006, 09:11 PM
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Raptor
Join Date: Mar 2006
Location: Metro Detroit, MI
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^ Its Deborah Harry from Blondie
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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. |
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05-04-2006, 09:22 PM
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ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: new hampsha
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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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05-05-2006, 12:39 PM
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Raptor
Join Date: Mar 2006
Location: Metro Detroit, MI
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reminds me of a shirt my friend wears that says "excalabir"
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. |
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05-05-2006, 12:42 PM
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The Sexual Intellectual
Join Date: Dec 2004
Location: Somewhere cooler than you
Posts: 18,605
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Who is that?
Bret Micheals of Poison on a bad day?
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 Urb's RYM Stuff Most people sell their soul to the devil, but the devil sells his soul to Nick Cave. |
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