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Sitting in Trees K-I-S-S-I-N-G Chapter 1*************************Sitting in Trees K-I-S-S-I-N-G by ~Oh-No-Its-Me-Again
Lance sat in the middle of his living-room floor on a pastel colored carpet, working on a Rubix cube. His bleach blond hair dangled in his face as he twisted the edges of the cube. Finally, the sides were all the same after an excruciating 13 hours of trying. It was now 9:00 am, and he had stayed up all night to do this.
"YES!" Lance screamed, running and stumbling over the hemming on his blue pajamas.
Then a boy in a loose gray tank top and long maroon pajama pants dragged himself out of Lance's bedroom. He was tall and thin with medium- long ebony hair. He rubbed his eyes and made his w
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Por una cabeza de un noble potrillo
que justo en la raya afloja al llegar
y que al regresar parece decir:
no olvides, hermano,
vos sabes, no hay que jugar...
Losing by a head of a noble horse
who slackens just down the stretch
and when it comes back it seems to say:
don't forget brother,
You know, you shouldn't bet.
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Call me Nindel.
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Call me Nindel.
yeah i use lined paper alot, too. mostly im a lazy bum so i pick up whatever is there and paper. :/
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Call me Nindel.
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Hurtful words.
From my enemies of the last five years.
What's it like to die alone?
How does it feel when tears freeze.
When you cry.
The blood in your vains is 20 below!
Not Good Enough. Escape the Fate. :]
MUSIC FOREVR!!!
i love it tew!
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Hurtful words.
From my enemies of the last five years.
What's it like to die alone?
How does it feel when tears freeze.
When you cry.
The blood in your vains is 20 below!
Not Good Enough. Escape the Fate. :]
MUSIC FOREVR!!!