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  • Artemis
    Opinionista
    • 04/06/07
    • 5863

    #6706
    Anticlericale.
    ουδὲ τεθνάσι θανόντες

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    • Kyra
      Disappointed Idealist
      • 24/10/05
      • 22455

      #6707
      Esagerata.
      I'm laying down, eating snow
      My fur is hot, my tongue is cold
      On a bed of spider web
      I think of how to change myself

      A lot of hope in a one man tent
      There's no room for innocence
      So take me home before the storm
      Velvet mites will keep us warm.

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      • Revenge

        #6708
        @Artemis : Shockata
        @Kyra : Spiato.

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        • Kyra
          Disappointed Idealist
          • 24/10/05
          • 22455

          #6709
          Informata
          I'm laying down, eating snow
          My fur is hot, my tongue is cold
          On a bed of spider web
          I think of how to change myself

          A lot of hope in a one man tent
          There's no room for innocence
          So take me home before the storm
          Velvet mites will keep us warm.

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          • Artemis
            Opinionista
            • 04/06/07
            • 5863

            #6710
            Spiabile
            ουδὲ τεθνάσι θανόντες

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            • Revenge

              #6711
              Shockata per la seconda volta

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              • Kyra
                Disappointed Idealist
                • 24/10/05
                • 22455

                #6712
                Divertita.
                I'm laying down, eating snow
                My fur is hot, my tongue is cold
                On a bed of spider web
                I think of how to change myself

                A lot of hope in a one man tent
                There's no room for innocence
                So take me home before the storm
                Velvet mites will keep us warm.

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                • crepuscolo
                  Opinionista
                  • 08/10/07
                  • 24570

                  #6713
                  preterintenzionale

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                  • Revenge

                    #6714
                    Stancante.

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                    • Kyra
                      Disappointed Idealist
                      • 24/10/05
                      • 22455

                      #6715
                      Stanca.
                      I'm laying down, eating snow
                      My fur is hot, my tongue is cold
                      On a bed of spider web
                      I think of how to change myself

                      A lot of hope in a one man tent
                      There's no room for innocence
                      So take me home before the storm
                      Velvet mites will keep us warm.

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                      • Novembre
                        Cynical person
                        • 12/04/06
                        • 7928

                        #6716
                        Fazioso.
                        "Nulla si conosce interamente finché non vi si è girato tutt'attorno per arrivare al medesimo punto provenendo dalla parte opposta."
                        Arthur Schopenhauer

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                        • Kyra
                          Disappointed Idealist
                          • 24/10/05
                          • 22455

                          #6717
                          Pignola.
                          I'm laying down, eating snow
                          My fur is hot, my tongue is cold
                          On a bed of spider web
                          I think of how to change myself

                          A lot of hope in a one man tent
                          There's no room for innocence
                          So take me home before the storm
                          Velvet mites will keep us warm.

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                          • Revenge

                            #6718
                            Isolato.

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                            • crepuscolo
                              Opinionista
                              • 08/10/07
                              • 24570

                              #6719
                              Silente

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                              • Kyra
                                Disappointed Idealist
                                • 24/10/05
                                • 22455

                                #6720
                                Insistente.
                                I'm laying down, eating snow
                                My fur is hot, my tongue is cold
                                On a bed of spider web
                                I think of how to change myself

                                A lot of hope in a one man tent
                                There's no room for innocence
                                So take me home before the storm
                                Velvet mites will keep us warm.

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