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03-02-2007, 07:31 PM | #5242 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
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ill be rooting for the 10th annual, **** in a boat tournament.
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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. |
03-02-2007, 08:05 PM | #5245 (permalink) |
The Professor
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I don't know yet my parents want to go to Florida I want to go out west and my bro wants to stay in New York.....Most likely going to Florida, we're going to see houses there in a month or two.
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03-02-2007, 08:10 PM | #5247 (permalink) |
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H.I.M alert
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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. |
03-02-2007, 09:43 PM | #5249 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
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my day is complete
apprently acoording to mybitchassheritage.com i look like trent reznor, and iggy pop
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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. |