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Friday, September 4, 2009
who?
black as sass
and cold as ice
heart cut like a diamond
and eyes that used to glitter
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take it from me...
sparks will fly
nothing but class
Party 'til you pass out, drink 'til your de...
the answer...
theres so much i want to say
when
cutness
tale as old as time
when
heyyyy there heyyyyy...
daze
happy hysterical
so basically
i said:
rise and shin e
like/dislike
cloud of tainted smoke
some people
"how will i ever get out of this labyrinth??"
i go to seek a Great Perhaps
apocalyptical
my enemies enemy
the road untraveled
care to care?
an ode to nogood boyo
colloquial masquerade
dont you wish that you could just...
my hero
that night we wandered the city too young & with s...
pretense
...
unwonderland
dear anonymous
art confusion
divine decadence darling
captain cool
so rich so pretty
insides of an outsider
fuck you
brilliant!
oh dear!
you should know by now:
phonebooth
agnes
well ill say:
diamond dogs
all that glitters...
mount st helens
galactical
footprints...
selfish...
mags yeah?
saturdaze
pre-dawn calls
broken
strange winds blow the sand...
the one in which he decides that rose is an eagre ...
sunrise sunset
mortifying
please recommend me a book?
No title
confunded pleasures
trust issues
if only...
regular tuesday talk...
rainy days and mondays...
i want...
throttle
tricky, huh?
a bleak spring day
you should see my scars...
...wow
dangerous liaisons
smokey hair and inhaleable eyes
go down!?
WWLD?
weekend warrior
who?
a late understanding
fill the missing gaps?
guess who
in my wildest dreams
no really
when its over...
circular
dont trip....
angelina...
the lookout
realization
the lovers will pass
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