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Post by zzeltootz on Sept 24, 2007 21:15:46 GMT 7
time heals all wounds, unless you pick at them
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Post by zzeltootz on Sept 24, 2007 21:16:34 GMT 7
Spitting blood clears up reality and dreams alike.
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Post by M a L L o w S on Sept 24, 2007 23:49:01 GMT 7
what bagong ridl?
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Post by zzeltootz on Sept 25, 2007 6:29:46 GMT 7
ayan oh ang daming nkalagay eh..
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Post by « j Ö h n » on Sept 25, 2007 15:14:02 GMT 7
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September 25, 2007
Token of LOVe
A thousand colored folds stretch toward the sky, Atop a tender strand, Rising from the land, 'Til killed by maiden's hand, Perhaps a token of love, perhaps to say goodbye.
(ewrfol)
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Post by zzeltootz on Sept 25, 2007 17:40:00 GMT 7
aww.. astig berns..!
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Post by « j Ö h n » on Sept 25, 2007 19:07:06 GMT 7
amf... berns.. ^_^
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Post by zzeltootz on Sept 25, 2007 19:19:23 GMT 7
ahaha^^ cge lil john na lang..
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