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11-23-2006, 01:59 PM | #1 (permalink) |
Music Addict
Join Date: May 2006
Location: Pensylvania
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Emo Rangers
What do you think about this? xD
www.emorangers.com Damn, I think I like "Go Go Emo Rangers" .___. (¿)
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11-23-2006, 02:49 PM | #2 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: new hampsha
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found it A while ago..... yeah
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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. |
11-23-2006, 04:24 PM | #4 (permalink) | |
dontcareaboutyou
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Location: North Carolina
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11-23-2006, 08:45 PM | #5 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
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i was expressing my indifferent mood =D
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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. |
11-23-2006, 10:23 PM | #6 (permalink) | |
Bright F*cking Red
Join Date: Jan 2005
Location: San Diego
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Know what I think......?
I think it doesn't belong in the emo forum. And it's a waste of time.
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How'd I end up here to begin with? I don't know. Why do I start what I can't finish? Oh please, don't barrage me with questions to all those ugly answers. My ego's like my stomach- it keeps shitting what I feed it. But maybe I don't want to finish anything anymore.. maybe I can wait in bed 'til she comes home. and whispers.... Quote:
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