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05-12-2006, 07:40 AM | #171 (permalink) |
Uhh-I am Octiposter-huhuh
Join Date: Apr 2006
Location: South Florida
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Then your opinion counts. Im don't like obsessively negative people.
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Be not ashamed of mistakes and thus make them crimes.-Confucius Talking much about oneself can also be a means to conceal oneself.-Friedrich Nietzsche Now hatred is by far the longest pleasure; men love in haste but they detest at leisure.-Lord Byron Popularity's bad for you. I avoid it like the plague.-Brian Mulrooney |
05-12-2006, 07:53 PM | #172 (permalink) | |
dontcareaboutyou
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Location: North Carolina
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05-13-2006, 03:35 PM | #173 (permalink) | |
Raptor
Join Date: Mar 2006
Location: Metro Detroit, MI
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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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05-13-2006, 03:39 PM | #175 (permalink) |
Dr. Prunk
Join Date: Jun 2005
Location: Where the buffalo roam.
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My Bloody Valentine.
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05-13-2006, 06:31 PM | #177 (permalink) |
dontcareaboutyou
Join Date: Apr 2006
Location: North Carolina
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pavement, folk implosion, dinosaur jr.
most of my friends think theyre boring
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05-13-2006, 07:50 PM | #178 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: new hampsha
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ermm black sabbath..i swear to god....grr no one in my school knew who they were, and i was like grrr *hate* anyways...my fave song is Sabbath Bloody Sabbath...yerr really it is
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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. |
05-14-2006, 03:35 AM | #180 (permalink) | |
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