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i'll give $10,000 to whoever tracks me down and puts a bullet in my brain.
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ask me about my vow of silence
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sounds like a trap |
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Don't see a big difference. (!) |
High tomorrow will be 64F. Low tonight will be 47. Highest it will get between now and next Monday is 69. The leaves are turning color. The air is crisp with relative humidity at 48 percent. I love fall.
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you've been to a lot of Europe, dude! have you been to either Czech rep. or Slovakia as well? |
I used to listen to Czech Soviet fighter pilots on intercepts.
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Czech or Soviet then? Make your mind up, old chap. |
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wow that really didnt work at all - so type in 'i like to t' in google!!
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make it a jpg, and then upload it to an image hosting site like photobucket, then wrap some IMGs around that bad boy
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You can see it by clicking on it anyway.
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Here's a daily dose of fucked up:
http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2009/0..._n_301757.html Jeremiah Berry told police he killed his father after his father raped him. He said his father told him that day he had been told by God his son needed a sex change to become his wife. |
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A story I wrote for a girl.
The moon is a coiled up rattlesnake, charmed into the sky by a lonely sailor on a lonely ship suffering from a lonely heart. He played a great tune in hopes that the song would be heard thousands of miles away, past the shores, and a hundred cities in, through an open window, and into the ears of the woman whom had stolen his heart. He feasts on stars and the falling comets that streak and mark the skies are the ones that got away. Crators scarring the surface are in fact scales; bending and twisting avoiding space rocks and camoflauging the giant beast against the black emptiness during bright afternoons. If you look long enough towards the sun you can see his eyes burning red. And in the cold months of a bleak winter snowflakes frost the ground, falling from the heavens.But a close eye reveals the unique frosts are infact skin gone and dead to reveal new beautiful skin, a medaphor for renewal. And as the nights go on the sailor still looks up at the sky and smiles because he knows that she can see it too. |
natasha poly is the most expensive bitch i've ever seen
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she's not human
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