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Can miles truly separate us from friends? If we want to be with someone we love aren't we already there? If there is someone willing to show, and there is someone willing to see; magic happens. This is whem humans are alive. This is when the wingless fly.
-As angels debate chance and fate-
i was riding through melbourne on a midget giraffe, things were peachy.
Some Jarhead last night: "this dumb a$$ thinks hes fireproof"
Can miles truly separate us from friends? If we want to be with someone we love aren't we already there? If there is someone willing to show, and there is someone willing to see; magic happens. This is whem humans are alive. This is when the wingless fly.
Can miles truly separate us from friends? If we want to be with someone we love aren't we already there? If there is someone willing to show, and there is someone willing to see; magic happens. This is whem humans are alive. This is when the wingless fly.
Om Namah Sivaya
-As angels debate chance and fate-
i was riding through melbourne on a midget giraffe, things were peachy.
quote:It's not just chocolate spread. It's chocolate hazelnut creamy orgasmatronic deliciousness!
Originally posted by Flynt:
but why, oh why, is there obscene amounts of nutella worship and glorification on this discussion board??? ITS JUST CHOCOLATE SPREAD FFS!
-Mike
Certified Mad Doctor and HoP High Priest of Nutella
A buckuht n a hooze! -Valura
Don't you destroy your enemy by making him your friend?? - Rev Bem (Magog), Andromeda
Om Namah Sivaya
It was a day for screaming at inanimate objects.
What this calls for is a special mix of psychology and extreme violence...
You. Its whats for dinner!
As time passes, you realise all the mistakes you amde and the ones you wish you never did make.
The wave crashing on the beach
*:...one day all the fairy fridges will be aligned and my pixie world will be complete...:*
excuse me, santa, have you seen half a bike?
It was a day for screaming at inanimate objects.
What this calls for is a special mix of psychology and extreme violence...
Keep your dream alive
Dreamin is still how the strong survive
Shalom VeAhavah
New Hampshire has a point....
"I want brown bread... no, that is diesel oil..."
"So I was raised in Europe, where History comes from ..."
"NON !!! La Plume de mon oncle n est pas Bingibangibungi !!!"
quote:Funnyly ennough I know exactly what you're talking about I cut some of my dreads one time and it's amazing the stuff you find inside... it's something alot like belly button fluff! blerk!!! A friend of mine gave me one of his dreads and I added it to mine, and then when I washed my hair, it fell apart!!! It was the grot that was keeping it together!!! euwwww! Oh sorry I went abit off topic there
Originally posted by halfabike: by the way, while i was there i made a friend and he advised me not to let any fluff get into my dreads cause i would never be able to get it out.
no kidding.
how the hell was fluff ever going to get in my hair?!?!
took me forever to figure out he was talking about LINT!
*:...one day all the fairy fridges will be aligned and my pixie world will be complete...:*
Can miles truly separate us from friends? If we want to be with someone we love aren't we already there? If there is someone willing to show, and there is someone willing to see; magic happens. This is whem humans are alive. This is when the wingless fly.
wherever you go, there you are.
Can miles truly separate us from friends? If we want to be with someone we love aren't we already there? If there is someone willing to show, and there is someone willing to see; magic happens. This is whem humans are alive. This is when the wingless fly.
Some Jarhead last night: "this dumb a$$ thinks hes fireproof"
Can miles truly separate us from friends? If we want to be with someone we love aren't we already there? If there is someone willing to show, and there is someone willing to see; magic happens. This is whem humans are alive. This is when the wingless fly.
"I want brown bread... no, that is diesel oil..."
"So I was raised in Europe, where History comes from ..."
"NON !!! La Plume de mon oncle n est pas Bingibangibungi !!!"
Can miles truly separate us from friends? If we want to be with someone we love aren't we already there? If there is someone willing to show, and there is someone willing to see; magic happens. This is whem humans are alive. This is when the wingless fly.
Can miles truly separate us from friends? If we want to be with someone we love aren't we already there? If there is someone willing to show, and there is someone willing to see; magic happens. This is whem humans are alive. This is when the wingless fly.
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