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#1661 (permalink) |
dontcareaboutyou
Join Date: Apr 2006
Location: North Carolina
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^You suck. I hate you. And what I mean is grr I hate my days being so long.
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#1662 (permalink) | |
Whitewater!
Join Date: Apr 2005
Location: New Zealand
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#1666 (permalink) | |
ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: new hampsha
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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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#1667 (permalink) |
Music Addict
Join Date: Dec 2005
Posts: 272
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thats it, no more school!
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www.decoygenocide.com/gallery.html “Football is a fertility festival. Eleven sperm trying to get into the egg. I feel sorry for the goalkeeper.” |
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#1670 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: new hampsha
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^^ ur in boston?
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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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