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Journal Entry: Mon Mar 24, 2008, 7:15 AM
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Well to begin with a lot of the castle has been worked on, so when I'm done typing this update I'll repost it. Not much else to report...about the only book I've read the past couple weeks was On Bullshit by Henry G. Frankfurt, but I am amassing more books like Blindness by Jose Saramago, Encyclopedia of the World's Religions, a book on airborne missile guidance and control systems, the Egyptian Book of the Dead. Most of those I will end up just glossing over. I'll read the Book of the Dead and give a summary about it next time I update. Aside from all that, don't expect too much for a while.
Devious Comments
Wow! You really are a brilliant poet, aren't you?
Why don't you join the poetry contest from [link] ?
It's free and every nitwit such as myself who enters gets a small gift
but someone like you might win one of their $10 000 or $100 000 prizes.
and nice hubert cumberdale icon. lol
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*RawEm0tion
What Type of Weather Are you?
"We're all mad here"
Hope all is well
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You are a filthy pigment of my diseased imagination
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If I am to die, let it be like this...
You in my arms, bound together by life's cold grip...
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~DemonsmeetsAngels
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What is it when Flesh is torn from Bone, cast into the darkness and absorbed by the Living Machine?
It is Life anew.
*This random message is brought to you by the letter Q and the number 7.*
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Always carry a spoon in your back pocket. Just in case you get attacked by wild dingos and have to defend yourself.
If I have
[link]
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Feeling down or feeling great?
Tell us how you feel of late.
Inside is a great big ocean,
Of many people's *RawEm0tions!
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Feeling down or feeling great?
Tell us how you feel of late.
Inside is a great big ocean,
Of many people's *RawEm0tions!
I hope all is well
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You are a filthy pigment of my diseased imagination
my friend gave me one and now its in my pocket
do you like pink baloons?
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sell your soul
[link]
Voldemort and Minerva<3
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What is it when flesh is torn from bone, cast unto the darkness and absorbed into the flesh of the living machine?
It's Hubert Cumberdale!
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||in|this|infinite|purgatory|of|mine||
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Hermerker's gallery: [link]
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Life In Black gallery: [link]
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[Bang]
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i want to paint a heart across your lips and then smudge it forever...
club member lists i besmirch: *RawEm0tion ~Poetic-Peace
i took a bottle of pills
but instead of dying
i pooped all over our bed
which is a funnier story
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You cannot kill, what's not your creation, This is the Art Of Breaking.
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[Bang]
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You cannot kill, what's not your creation, This is the Art Of Breaking.
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[Bang]
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You cannot kill, what's not your creation, This is the Art Of Breaking.
lol i dunno..it was pretty simple haha.
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[Bang]
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Here you will find my soul and my heart
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[Bang]
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