Taking the sadness like gladness
Thoring my Steel heart to silk
Even the pain with flames
Melt my heart break my chains
What's it
Mood playgroup
Oh i feel you
Figured
Dies it still hurt
Not quite, just picking on it
Nasty habit for a nun
Cliche
Supper
Yup
Dont die please
:( ok ):
Solitude fortitude
Hearts Rest like dying pests
Jinxes is Ill with luck
Eyes on the road mind on the buck
Good for you great for me
Kiss from a rose so deep
No man's Land no Tools for till
Let the trees live and the wounds heal
Mirror mirror on the rearview
Show me my enemies and my friends few
Let my Knight become a King
But shield him from my misery
Angels and Demons
Beasts and fists
I ll be there with you
Through thick and thin
Hide not for we are one
One without the other shouldnt be born
Teeheehee epic
:p
I like. E Fresh
Like your breasts
Now have u been spying on me
I guess not
I ll take tha a Affirmation
You may be right
You Foul man
Eeeishh
So what else dis eyes see
Ahem
Tsk tsk frisk
I Lust for your body
Ha?
Yes
Tempted to touch ant we
Touching loving
Mind less behavior
Deadly sin
Ha?
You need the D in you Mary Pop cherries
-_- Gnyt dear
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