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01-24-2007, 12:20 PM | #1 (permalink) |
The Forums Sadistic Ghost
Join Date: Mar 2005
Location: beyond midnight, in the abyss of time, the syren in the night
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Songs that make you feel mushy...
okay i've got a handfull of song that tend to be abit mushy or make me or friend abit mushy:
lips of an angel- hinder crazy in love -missy elliot suerte/whenever, where ever - shakira(both english and spanish versions) and a few other does anyone else have mushy, semi love songs they like?
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03-21-2007, 07:06 PM | #5 (permalink) |
Imperfectly Perfect
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Location: North Carolina
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Elephant Love Melody- Moulin Rouge.
But that barely makes me feel "mushy." I edge more on the side of being a sadist than a romantic.
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03-21-2007, 09:00 PM | #9 (permalink) |
Bitchfarmer
Join Date: Apr 2006
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Hey Jupiter - Tori Amos (from "Welcome to sunny Florida" dvd)
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03-21-2007, 09:58 PM | #10 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
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angel of death-slayer
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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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