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  • Kyra
    Disappointed Idealist
    • 24/10/05
    • 22455
    #16921
    Surrogato.
    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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      • nahui
        Astensionista

        • 05/03/09
        • 21040
        #16922
        Caff
        Il vero castigo per chi mente non è di non essere più creduto, ma di non potere credere a nessuno.
        (George Bernard Shaw)

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          • Kyra
            Disappointed Idealist
            • 24/10/05
            • 22455
            #16923
            Adesso.
            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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              • Pulsar
                Opinionista
                • 08/04/08
                • 4761
                #16924
                (pure) condivisione
                [FONT="Georgia"][I]Ho un sogno e lo realizzer

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                  • nahui
                    Astensionista

                    • 05/03/09
                    • 21040
                    #16925
                    Idea geniale
                    Il vero castigo per chi mente non è di non essere più creduto, ma di non potere credere a nessuno.
                    (George Bernard Shaw)

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                      • Kyra
                        Disappointed Idealist
                        • 24/10/05
                        • 22455
                        #16926
                        Epifania.
                        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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                          • Sousuke
                            Banned
                            • 14/12/07
                            • 16244
                            #16927
                            Strega.

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                              • Grudge
                                • 04/01/07
                                • 10641
                                #16928
                                Blair
                                Mother, did it need to be so high?

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                                  • nahui
                                    Astensionista

                                    • 05/03/09
                                    • 21040
                                    #16929
                                    Londra
                                    Il vero castigo per chi mente non è di non essere più creduto, ma di non potere credere a nessuno.
                                    (George Bernard Shaw)

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                                      • Baboulenka
                                        Opinionista
                                        • 25/01/09
                                        • 14527
                                        #16930
                                        Harry Potter

                                        I solemnly swear that i am up to no good...

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                                          • Grudge
                                            • 04/01/07
                                            • 10641
                                            #16931
                                            Gay Fotter
                                            Mother, did it need to be so high?

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                                              • nahui
                                                Astensionista

                                                • 05/03/09
                                                • 21040
                                                #16932
                                                Dvd
                                                Il vero castigo per chi mente non è di non essere più creduto, ma di non potere credere a nessuno.
                                                (George Bernard Shaw)

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                                                  • Baboulenka
                                                    Opinionista
                                                    • 25/01/09
                                                    • 14527
                                                    #16933
                                                    serata con gli amici

                                                    I solemnly swear that i am up to no good...

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                                                      • Kyra
                                                        Disappointed Idealist
                                                        • 24/10/05
                                                        • 22455
                                                        #16934
                                                        Cimitero.
                                                        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.

                                                          Comment

                                                          • Baboulenka
                                                            Opinionista
                                                            • 25/01/09
                                                            • 14527
                                                            #16935
                                                            (pesante......) The Others.

                                                            I solemnly swear that i am up to no good...

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