Confusion will be my epitaph |
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Confusion will be my epitaph |
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Last edited by Man of Steel; 01-31-2008 at 07:39 AM.
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Starry starry night, paint your pallet blue and gray,
Look out on a summers day,
with eyes that know the darkness of my soul.
That's great |
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or better yet |
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Starry starry night, paint your pallet blue and gray,
Look out on a summers day,
with eyes that know the darkness of my soul.
How about... |
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Im With Stupid |
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I should be floating, but I'm weighted by thinking
Riot Maker, that is the best one yet. |
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INFINITYECHO |
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Last edited by Infinityecho; 02-01-2008 at 04:26 AM.
I play broccoli with checkers every night.
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My Music
The Ear Is Always Correct - thoughts on music composition
What Sky Saw - a lucid dreaming journal
HAahah god one skysaw |
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I should be floating, but I'm weighted by thinking
You can't tell, but I'm looking up your skirt and touching myself |
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Dear Mastercard: Your money is in my pocket |
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Veni vidi vici abolesco. |
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On ne voit bien qu'avec le cœur, l'essentiel est invisible pour les yeux.
--Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
The temptation to quit will be greatest just before you are about to succeed.
--Chinese Proverb
Raised Jdeadevil
Raised and raised by Eligos
Dream Journal
The Fine Print: Unless otherwise stated, the views expressed are MINE.
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Don't Pity Me! |
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Last edited by psychology student; 01-31-2008 at 10:31 PM.
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-Bluefinger v1.25- Enter the madness that are my dreams (DJ Update, non-LD)
"When you reject the scientific method in order to believe what you want, you know that you have failed at life. Sorry, but there is no justification, no matter how wordy you make it."
- Xei
DILD: 6, WILD: 1
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Starry starry night, paint your pallet blue and gray,
Look out on a summers day,
with eyes that know the darkness of my soul.
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I actually saw it in readers digest, i don't understand what the big hooplah is about. |
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I should be floating, but I'm weighted by thinking
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Starry starry night, paint your pallet blue and gray,
Look out on a summers day,
with eyes that know the darkness of my soul.
You're Next. |
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