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03-31-2007, 02:03 PM | #21 (permalink) |
Groupie
Join Date: Sep 2006
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No, Shadows Are Security is probably my favorite CD, I listen to them everyday.
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Whoever appeals to the law against his fellow man is either a fool or a coward. Whoever cannot take care of himself without that law is both. For a wounded man shall say to his assailant, "If I live I will kill you, if I die you are forgiven". Such is the Rule of Honor [SIGPIC][/SIGPIC]paigeamber |
03-31-2007, 05:44 PM | #22 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: new hampsha
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hahahah
satanschild listens to a christian metalcore band
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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. |
03-31-2007, 06:06 PM | #23 (permalink) | |
Bright F*cking Red
Join Date: Jan 2005
Location: San Diego
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That is actually pretty laughable.
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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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03-31-2007, 08:34 PM | #25 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: new hampsha
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i know so many "satanists' that listen to underoath, norma jean, and as i lay dying, they are like thsi **** is so brutal
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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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