my profile ![]() viking a totalitarian state in each city found having sex with phelps - by Gestapo, 1933 (Nazi Regime) --- we can find love here only if you try hard enough there'd be love in the air not just on valentine's day |
tagboard! insert your tagboard codes here. it will be best if it is 175px around there and best if it is transparent color. What is recommended? cbox is always the one recommended. this is the best mode to talk in a blog, it's an expressway man! yo! it's faster than a viking ship, pirate! Children, you ready? Spongebob squarepants, spongebob squarepants! oh the height maximum length is 280px. It's the best :D Be cool, don't use drugs, and that's damned random. Be happy kay, just replace all these load of stuff with the tagboard codes (: and don't forget to do that haha! uhhuh! just be random here, cause i like to fill things to the brim. i like to fill it up to preview how nice it is when it is filled, otherwise i hate empty feeling. |
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
I need you boo I gotta see you boo And there's hearts all over the world tonight Said there's hearts all over the world tonight I need you boo I gotta see you boo And there's hearts all over the world tonight Said there's hearts all over the world tonight --- And oh, I'm into you and Girl no one else would do With every kiss and every hug You make me fall in love And now I know I can't be the only one I bet there's hearts all over the world tonight With the love of their life who feel What I feel when I'm with you, with you, with you, with you, with you... girl With you, with you, with you, with you, with you... Oh girl Friday, July 25, 2008
hello this is a preview site. shadesoflies (aka shades of lies). i know you like the dj (discjockey) of this blog. but you're not to fall in love with him cause he's dj. yo! mr dj son pon de replay. Your voice was the soundtrack of my summer i am remorseful. deeds of remorse, yes they are the pages that fill up my notebook each day Sunday, July 20, 2008
misconceptions and your love is a lie. lie. lie. you can tell me that there's nobody else, but i feel it you can tell me that you're home by yourself, but i see it. you can look into my eyes and pretend all you want but i know, i know your love is just a lie I know you're nothing but a lie, lie |
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