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12-22-2005, 02:05 AM | #941 (permalink) |
Traveler Of Time & Space
Join Date: Oct 2005
Location: I'm the bustle in your hedgegrow
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eskimo
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"Into this house we’re born Into this world we’re thrown Like a dog without a bone An actor out on loan Riders on the storm" "How many ears must one man have Before he can hear people cry? How many deaths will it take till he knows That too many people have died?" "Diamond rope silver chain Pretty noose is pretty pain And I don’t like what you got me hanging from" |
12-22-2005, 02:14 AM | #945 (permalink) |
Traveler Of Time & Space
Join Date: Oct 2005
Location: I'm the bustle in your hedgegrow
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future child molester if not one now
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"Into this house we’re born Into this world we’re thrown Like a dog without a bone An actor out on loan Riders on the storm" "How many ears must one man have Before he can hear people cry? How many deaths will it take till he knows That too many people have died?" "Diamond rope silver chain Pretty noose is pretty pain And I don’t like what you got me hanging from" |
12-22-2005, 02:19 AM | #947 (permalink) |
Traveler Of Time & Space
Join Date: Oct 2005
Location: I'm the bustle in your hedgegrow
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does not realize i have my own condo...
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"Into this house we’re born Into this world we’re thrown Like a dog without a bone An actor out on loan Riders on the storm" "How many ears must one man have Before he can hear people cry? How many deaths will it take till he knows That too many people have died?" "Diamond rope silver chain Pretty noose is pretty pain And I don’t like what you got me hanging from" |
12-22-2005, 02:36 AM | #950 (permalink) | |
Bright F*cking Red
Join Date: Jan 2005
Location: San Diego
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dunts hemons.
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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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