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Whitewater!
Join Date: Apr 2005
Location: New Zealand
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Why did you have to say that. Keep it to yourself and everything will be sweet.
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angel of tragic days
Join Date: Jan 2006
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dontcareaboutyou
Join Date: Apr 2006
Location: North Carolina
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It's not like it takes that much effort to talk like you're not dumb though.
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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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angel of tragic days
Join Date: Jan 2006
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just means it was a better one...
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dontcareaboutyou
Join Date: Apr 2006
Location: North Carolina
Posts: 5,145
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. But, seriously, I don't know what you're getting at. I'm not a sir.
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ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: new hampsha
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anyways combine this with the official nirvan thread right track
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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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Join Date: Jan 2006
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ashes against the grain
Join Date: Jul 2005
Location: new hampsha
Posts: 2,608
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but i am as fats with both my fingers as a regular typer..anyways this off topic soumm yes kurt cobain was a good lyrist lyrics dont have to make sense to be good
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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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