Story of my lifesee those are the kinda things that drive me crazy. oh well. so i took a sip of sunkist and i just went around beating everybody...and then i felt better.
ah, now time to go draw something.
He is the end“Myths are pointless and so are ghost stories. The only reason they exist is so little kids won’t go outside after dark.” The man said, doing his best to stay underneath his umbrella. Rain was pelting down from the sky in terrible amounts and it wasn’t letting up. “I’ve never believed in ghost stories. And I never will.” He concluded and shot a look at the girl next to him. “don’t you agree?” She glanced up and nodded. She was too cold and tired to add onto what the man had been saying. She had made the mistake of striking up a conversation with him on ghosts, and he haHe is the end
| Im such a video game addict its quite sad. i can play them for hours on end. its like that for drawing too. so outside them i only hang with friends an crap. |
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I'm sorry, my silly pants have eaten all your ice cream.
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Team Lestat
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I'm sorry, my silly pants have eaten all your ice cream.
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I'm sorry, my silly pants have eaten all your ice cream.
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~Burn Baby burn
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