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11-26-2004, 12:56 AM | #31 (permalink) | |
أمهاتك[وهور]Aura Euphoria
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11-27-2004, 11:56 AM | #33 (permalink) |
Groupie
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well basically,
u need to wear pink slipper, a t shirt 5 sizes too small, a firemans helmet, leather pants (pvc will do) and a big gold chain that has a watch strapped to it, err think thats it really (wear this in public ok and u will be the man on a serious note, wear what u fell comfortable in i supose |
11-27-2004, 04:39 PM | #35 (permalink) | |
Music Addict
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the sad part is, most self proclaimed "emo kids" do wear shirts 5 times to small.
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11-27-2004, 07:11 PM | #36 (permalink) |
Honky
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I used to wear t-shirts that were a little too big for me because I sort of had a complex about being slightly fat, but then I got myself in shape and now I'm quite happy to wear well fitting shirts. I know this story really isn't important to anyone in any way, but I think it shows you the power of dreams.
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12-08-2004, 11:10 AM | #39 (permalink) | |
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12-08-2004, 06:33 PM | #40 (permalink) |
Freeskier
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^ umm, yeah I do know people like that, a lot actually.
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