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Posted: Mon Jul 09, 2007 2:27 am
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Posted: Mon Jul 09, 2007 9:12 am
stare at the pretty tatoo
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Posted: Mon Jul 09, 2007 11:54 am
Seedlings turn overnight to sunflowers, blossoming even as we gaze. Find and umbrella to protect myself from the rainy cloud. Luodinkestävää sydäntä ei oo vielä keksittykään, turha pelätä laukausta, sillä yksinäisyys saman reiän nakertaa.
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Posted: Mon Jul 09, 2007 10:08 pm
demand he speak to me in a his sexy accent!
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Posted: Tue Jul 10, 2007 1:37 pm
Rake the leaves and sticks out of my hair xD
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Posted: Tue Jul 10, 2007 4:59 pm
Sleep like a baby I gues 3nodding
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Posted: Wed Jul 11, 2007 12:52 pm
Seedlings turn overnight to sunflowers, blossoming even as we gaze. Try not to get burned by the sword. >_>; Luodinkestävää sydäntä ei oo vielä keksittykään, turha pelätä laukausta, sillä yksinäisyys saman reiän nakertaa.
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Posted: Wed Jul 11, 2007 1:54 pm
i would stare at him for 10 hours
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2007 5:28 pm
Poke at the pointy things. Like his scythe... and his hair...
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2007 8:31 pm
Put him under the covers so Boppy won't think I'm cheating.
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Posted: Tue Jul 17, 2007 1:42 pm
Seedlings turn overnight to sunflowers, blossoming even as we gaze. Play with the whip. >3> Luodinkestävää sydäntä ei oo vielä keksittykään, turha pelätä laukausta, sillä yksinäisyys saman reiän nakertaa.
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Posted: Tue Jul 17, 2007 2:26 pm
tell him the spare room next door.
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Posted: Tue Jul 17, 2007 2:51 pm
Seedlings turn overnight to sunflowers, blossoming even as we gaze. Try to chase the cloud away. Luodinkestävää sydäntä ei oo vielä keksittykään, turha pelätä laukausta, sillä yksinäisyys saman reiän nakertaa.
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Posted: Tue Jul 17, 2007 4:19 pm
Bash him with my laptop, thinking he's a pervert stalker out to get me.
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Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2007 3:25 am
Seedlings turn overnight to sunflowers, blossoming even as we gaze. Wonder if she glued those wings on her back. Luodinkestävää sydäntä ei oo vielä keksittykään, turha pelätä laukausta, sillä yksinäisyys saman reiän nakertaa.
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