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  • Crudeli@
    Scassambrella
    • 29/03/06
    • 3682

    #17536
    Scale
    F i n o a l l ' u l t i m a g o c c i a . . .

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    • Grudge
      • 04/01/07
      • 10641

      #17537
      arpeggi
      Mother, did it need to be so high?

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      • Sousuke
        Banned
        • 14/12/07
        • 16244

        #17538
        Gemiti.

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        • Grudge
          • 04/01/07
          • 10641

          #17539
          faccende serie
          Mother, did it need to be so high?

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          • Sousuke
            Banned
            • 14/12/07
            • 16244

            #17540
            Scherzo.

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            • Hitchcock
              IL DELITTO PERFETTO NON ESISTE!
              • 17/04/07
              • 4419

              #17541
              Burlesco
              -------------------------
              ED E' SUBITO SERA

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              • Grudge
                • 04/01/07
                • 10641

                #17542
                seccatura
                Mother, did it need to be so high?

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                • Hitchcock
                  IL DELITTO PERFETTO NON ESISTE!
                  • 17/04/07
                  • 4419

                  #17543
                  Fastidio
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                  ED E' SUBITO SERA

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                  • Sousuke
                    Banned
                    • 14/12/07
                    • 16244

                    #17544
                    Parlare.

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                    • Grudge
                      • 04/01/07
                      • 10641

                      #17545
                      muri
                      Mother, did it need to be so high?

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

                        #17546
                        Rigidi.
                        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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                        • anonima01

                          #17547
                          Baccal

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

                            #17548
                            Frittelle.
                            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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                            • anonima01

                              #17549
                              Festival dell'Unit

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

                                #17550
                                Organizzazione.
                                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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