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#131 (permalink) | |
we became a carcass!
Join Date: Apr 2006
Location: Yorkshire
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in love with the stumps, in love with the bleeding! in love with the pain that you now feel... |
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#132 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: new hampsha
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I fixed it, now click the link.
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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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#136 (permalink) | |
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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#137 (permalink) | |
angel of tragic days
Join Date: Jan 2006
Posts: 924
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oh and I don't get it much either.. and that 'remember kids' thing was funny when Shooting Star said it about 'real metal'... its worn out now. |
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#138 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: new hampsha
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^ I'm a jerk because I don't deal with speds. Who Don't get a signature. That a 12 year old (excluding SEB) could Comprehend. You'll get over it, beleive me. Oh yes, I am an arse. My low leveled Iq friend.
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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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#139 (permalink) | |
Groupie
Join Date: Jun 2006
Location: New York
Posts: 14
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Dude, chill out. Why do you have to be such a meanie? And I don't have enough posts for an avatar.
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angel of tragic days
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