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mimimac
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Sun Mar 15, 2009 9:49 am
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Sun Mar 15, 2009 9:49 am
Angels
-mors aut honorabilis vita-
Forget the prince with a horse, I want a vampire with a volvo.
MeadowLark
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Sun Mar 15, 2009 9:03 pm
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Sun Mar 15, 2009 9:03 pm
Halo
Purple light in the canyon
that is where I long to be
With my three good companions
just my rifle, pony and me
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"My Rifle My Pony and Me"
Rosendorn
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Sun Mar 15, 2009 9:21 pm
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Sun Mar 15, 2009 9:21 pm
Videogames
A writer is a world trapped in a person— Victor Hugo
Ink is blood. Paper is bandages. The wounded press books to their heart to know they're not alone.
MeadowLark
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Sun Mar 15, 2009 9:50 pm
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Sun Mar 15, 2009 9:50 pm
Mario
Purple light in the canyon
that is where I long to be
With my three good companions
just my rifle, pony and me
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"My Rifle My Pony and Me"
Rosendorn
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Sun Mar 15, 2009 9:59 pm
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Sun Mar 15, 2009 9:59 pm
Super
A writer is a world trapped in a person— Victor Hugo
Ink is blood. Paper is bandages. The wounded press books to their heart to know they're not alone.
MeadowLark
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7829
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239
Sun Mar 15, 2009 10:22 pm
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Sun Mar 15, 2009 10:22 pm
Hero
Purple light in the canyon
that is where I long to be
With my three good companions
just my rifle, pony and me
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"My Rifle My Pony and Me"
MySunshine
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Sun Mar 15, 2009 10:54 pm
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Sun Mar 15, 2009 10:54 pm
Fame
♥And if you go, I wanna go with you. And if you die, I wanna die with you♥
MeadowLark
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Mon Mar 16, 2009 2:45 am
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Mon Mar 16, 2009 2:45 am
Star
Purple light in the canyon
that is where I long to be
With my three good companions
just my rifle, pony and me
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"My Rifle My Pony and Me"
MySunshine
Gender
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890
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Mon Mar 16, 2009 4:56 pm
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Mon Mar 16, 2009 4:56 pm
Sky
♥And if you go, I wanna go with you. And if you die, I wanna die with you♥
Rosendorn
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Mon Mar 16, 2009 7:46 pm
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Mon Mar 16, 2009 7:46 pm
Clouds
A writer is a world trapped in a person— Victor Hugo
Ink is blood. Paper is bandages. The wounded press books to their heart to know they're not alone.
MeadowLark
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7829
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239
Tue Mar 17, 2009 1:36 am
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Tue Mar 17, 2009 1:36 am
Fluffy
Purple light in the canyon
that is where I long to be
With my three good companions
just my rifle, pony and me
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"My Rifle My Pony and Me"
MySunshine
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Tue Mar 17, 2009 2:12 pm
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Tue Mar 17, 2009 2:12 pm
Cotton Candy
♥And if you go, I wanna go with you. And if you die, I wanna die with you♥
Rosendorn
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Tue Mar 17, 2009 8:52 pm
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Tue Mar 17, 2009 8:52 pm
Pink!
A writer is a world trapped in a person— Victor Hugo
Ink is blood. Paper is bandages. The wounded press books to their heart to know they're not alone.
MeadowLark
Gender
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7829
Reviews
239
Wed Mar 18, 2009 12:47 am
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Wed Mar 18, 2009 12:47 am
Flowers
Purple light in the canyon
that is where I long to be
With my three good companions
just my rifle, pony and me
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"My Rifle My Pony and Me"
How2EataRhesus
Gender
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890
Reviews
8
Wed Mar 18, 2009 12:52 am
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Putrid
xD
'Nobody has ever measured, not even poets, how much the heart can hold.' - Zelda Sayre Fitzgerald
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