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Without Rain, nothing could be cleansed. Without Fire, nothing could be valuable. Without Wind, nothing could fly. Without Creativity, nothing would be pleasurable. And without the Soul, nothing would matter.
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Without Rain, nothing could be cleansed. Without Fire, nothing could be valuable. Without Wind, nothing could fly. Without Creativity, nothing would be pleasurable. And without the Soul, nothing would matter.
totally...my sexy collegue!! I don't think i can go to the next meeting tho cuz i have a dentist appointment..but you definitely have to tell me everything that happened!!!
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The rain does not wash away the pain or distant the memory, it makes it glisten...
Just thinking about all the FAKE bands/singers that should be uhh
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Without Rain, nothing could be cleansed. Without Fire, nothing could be valuable. Without Wind, nothing could fly. Without Creativity, nothing would be pleasurable. And without the Soul, nothing would matter.
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Without Rain, nothing could be cleansed. Without Fire, nothing could be valuable. Without Wind, nothing could fly. Without Creativity, nothing would be pleasurable. And without the Soul, nothing would matter.
A maroon box with the letter 6 in the middle (not maroon 5, but 6... or you could put 4, making the statemant that you killed one of them... That would be cool)
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Without Rain, nothing could be cleansed. Without Fire, nothing could be valuable. Without Wind, nothing could fly. Without Creativity, nothing would be pleasurable. And without the Soul, nothing would matter.
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Without Rain, nothing could be cleansed. Without Fire, nothing could be valuable. Without Wind, nothing could fly. Without Creativity, nothing would be pleasurable. And without the Soul, nothing would matter.
Thanks for the kind words... I just posted a few more...
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Without Rain, nothing could be cleansed. Without Fire, nothing could be valuable. Without Wind, nothing could fly. Without Creativity, nothing would be pleasurable. And without the Soul, nothing would matter.
Devious Comments
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Live everyday like it was your last. Because one day, it will be
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If insanity is a drug then i'm one hell of a crackwhore
IH SHEWT YEW BUNNEH
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now that that's done
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Without Rain, nothing could be cleansed. Without Fire, nothing could be valuable. Without Wind, nothing could fly. Without Creativity, nothing would be pleasurable. And without the Soul, nothing would matter.
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Without Rain, nothing could be cleansed. Without Fire, nothing could be valuable. Without Wind, nothing could fly. Without Creativity, nothing would be pleasurable. And without the Soul, nothing would matter.
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The rain does not wash away the pain or distant the memory, it makes it glisten...
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The rain does not wash away the pain or distant the memory, it makes it glisten...
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Without Rain, nothing could be cleansed. Without Fire, nothing could be valuable. Without Wind, nothing could fly. Without Creativity, nothing would be pleasurable. And without the Soul, nothing would matter.
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The rain does not wash away the pain or distant the memory, it makes it glisten...
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Without Rain, nothing could be cleansed. Without Fire, nothing could be valuable. Without Wind, nothing could fly. Without Creativity, nothing would be pleasurable. And without the Soul, nothing would matter.
Something "Me"...that's hard! I tried to find one of my favorite band The Used..but I had no luck!
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The rain does not wash away the pain or distant the memory, it makes it glisten...
Maybe something pink? Blue?
Ohh... I have it....
A maroon box with the letter 6 in the middle (not maroon 5, but 6... or you could put 4, making the statemant that you killed one of them... That would be cool)
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Without Rain, nothing could be cleansed. Without Fire, nothing could be valuable. Without Wind, nothing could fly. Without Creativity, nothing would be pleasurable. And without the Soul, nothing would matter.
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The rain does not wash away the pain or distant the memory, it makes it glisten...
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Without Rain, nothing could be cleansed. Without Fire, nothing could be valuable. Without Wind, nothing could fly. Without Creativity, nothing would be pleasurable. And without the Soul, nothing would matter.
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Without Rain, nothing could be cleansed. Without Fire, nothing could be valuable. Without Wind, nothing could fly. Without Creativity, nothing would be pleasurable. And without the Soul, nothing would matter.
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The rain does not wash away the pain or distant the memory, it makes it glisten...
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"We are the music makers, and we are the dreamers of dreams."-Willy Wonka
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thanks a million for your recent favorite - nice to see that you've enjoyed my work so much.. thank you!!
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The rain does not wash away the pain or distant the memory, it makes it glisten...
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Why is she spinning her web...
"What are your thoughts?" -Mike
"Killing. Lots of violence." -Me
"I meant about the picture..." -Mike
"....oh. It's wicked." -Me
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The rain does not wash away the pain or distant the memory, it makes it glisten...
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