


When you've been searching the internet
for forty-five minutes
for a decent Digimon Trading Card Price Guide.
and still cannot find one.
You know it is time
to leave the house
and hit the fucking comic book store.
spida
Feathers

ch1 Polka DotsHe tapped along the road, his hard soled shoes clacking upon the softly pebbled dirt. Red dust flew up behind him in lightly floating clouds, left behind in the manner as the rest of his trail. The fields around swayed with a dry golden glow. They stretched far off, over rolling hills and flatlands, touching the sandy beaches of a western sea. On his other side continued towering mountains of grass and thicket, the depths of which looked undoubtedly vast. A slouched formed in his posture from the bag he packed along with him. The boyish face straightened up to look forward down the road, his slim fingers brushing matted waves of hair from hisch1 Polka Dots
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Most women take about five minutes to decide wether or not they are going to have sex with someone they just met!
...so I still have about 4.5 minutes to convince you!
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freinds are like french frys; they're warm, greasy and you're always in the mood for them.
SO. Sheba wants to go to Fanime w/us. It's going to be her first (and possibly last) so she wants to cosplay. So, I decided to try the never-ending library of V-chan.
She's 5'1", Indian (brown skin, black hair, brown eyes-- but she has contacts that can make the purple), and loves Goth stuff. MAKE IT HAPPEN!!
Love-love.
PS: Mom's outta country to Fanime. D: We're scrabling for a chaperone, though.
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Forever has never been found.
1.She could put on a wig and go as the military official from FLCL.
2.Rose? Pink streaks and a pilgrim dress. duh!
thats all i got for now.
i'll be back with more.
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freinds are like french frys; they're warm, greasy and you're always in the mood for them.
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Forever has never been found.
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freinds are like french frys; they're warm, greasy and you're always in the mood for them.
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Forever has never been found.
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Salt,
Sweat,
Sugar on the asphalt,
Our hearts littering the top soil
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freinds are like french frys; they're warm, greasy and you're always in the mood for them.
Just felt like saying HI!!!!!!!!!
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P.S. Does this sounds random or what?
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Salt,
Sweat,
Sugar on the asphalt,
Our hearts littering the top soil
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