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僕は水曜日に血の海を飲んで、火曜日に明るい猫の黒曜石を食べました。
Hihihi, I'm a rice ball, with dyanmite and a wick too small !
You're pro. (I wrote it! I wrote it! >w< )SapphireGhost wrote:
僕は水曜日に血の海を飲んで、火曜日に明るい猫の黒曜石を食べました。
Vapor Vapor Vapor Vapor Vapor Vapor Vapor Vapor-
...Never mind. This is the last time I post here.
...Never mind. This is the last time I post here.
You guys are bitches.
Blah.
That is a sentence.
That is a sentence.
Did Maysura do onto Chiru and Saruna as she was suppose to, or should Katrina and the Goshujin-sama Ice Fairy had been the ones punished for their actions?
Bob had bitch tits.
Disregarding this matter for a while, how is it going with you, your imaginary wife, daughter who's feet are made of cookies and son, who always inhales the dust on the carpet?
I've just posted a sentence that no one posted before. Done.
I slowly approached Saruna, held my gun up to her head, and slowly, very slowly I had said to her, "Do you realise what you have done to deserve the end?"
she_old
Jackdaws love my big sphinx of quartz.
As he lay there looking at the dead corpse, he realized that he was attracted to it, even though it had been rotting for two weeks straight.
I am a beryl-colored turtle ...and I am ordered to kill anybody by your mum.
Ceci est un qnnequ aue Didou qdore gqrder en souvenir de ses qnn2es pqss2es en co;pqgnie de You;u<
(qnnequ extended mix)
(qnnequ extended mix)
Dribbled Esion's Citats
Backfire is a cool guy.
Dulcet is funny and everybody laughs at her jokes!
For the love of god Maysura put on some clothes
And then this was there because when that happened and made things do that weren't supposed to be doing what was happening at the moment that things were happening all over the place
I'd rather put a graphics card on my head, swing around a computer screen, and call myself a half ice fairy demon hybrid than do that shit
Katrina loves Chiru and Saruna
Das Problem unserer heutigen Zeit ist einfach, dass die Menschen nicht flauschig genug sind. Wären wir alle viel flauschiger, würde es dieser Welt um Längen besser gehen. Oder wenigstens weicher. Aber nein, alles ist hart wie Stein und kalt wie Regen im Herbst. Püh!
you will die 