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11-16-2005, 05:23 PM | #1 (permalink) |
ashes against the grain
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misfits is right
death of capitilism and dead kennediespunk= one in the same bizatch
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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. |
11-16-2005, 05:27 PM | #4 (permalink) | |
Music Addict
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and all those people said homosexuality was harmless. LIARS!
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11-16-2005, 11:33 PM | #7 (permalink) | ||
Bright F*cking Red
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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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11-16-2005, 11:39 PM | #8 (permalink) | |
Whitewater!
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Location: New Zealand
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Just the fact that he's back is a big enough waste of time as it is.
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11-16-2005, 11:41 PM | #9 (permalink) | |
Bright F*cking Red
Join Date: Jan 2005
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^not to mention posting in a thread about it.....
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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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